You told me I never listened to you,
In a way, I guess it's true.
You told me I always spurt our lies and not the truth,
Haven't I told you? I thought so too.
YOU ARE READING
Nightingale (A Poetry Collection)
Poetry:a small brown European bird that sings a beautiful song especially at night. Just some random poems I had in mind... I usually thought of this around nighttime hence the title XD Btw, all of this doesn't make sense ┐(￣ヘ￣)┌ This book is dark, please...
xxxi | I thought so too
You told me I never listened to you,
In a way, I guess it's true.
You told me I always spurt our lies and not the truth,
Haven't I told you? I thought so too.
