you get to a time
when you see people differently
you realize that people think of other people
and you are confused
by their thoughts
their actions
their hearts
and you feel their thoughts
their actions
their hearts
don't last
and your thoughts
your actions
your heart
are entirely changed
YOU ARE READING
surviving me
Poetrythe pains the struggles the overall hurt and my, at the time, undying tunnel of darkness starting from fifth grade onward welcome to my past author's note: This is writing from when I was in middle school that I would like to share. Maybe you can...
