Silent thoughts
I'd drift away
Didn't hear the words
you'd say
I never know what's
going on
Never really did belong
I stand so still
I hold my breath
I digress
I digress
(I well... terrible... ugh... I why do I always try to rhyme? And guess what it's unintentional... I don't even do it on purpose) (but I say mediocre still)
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
ⓝⓞⓝ-ⓔⓧⓘⓢⓣⓔⓝⓣ ⓛⓞⓥⓔ (ᴬ ᴾᴼᴱᵀᴿᵞ ᴮᴼᴼᴷ)
ŞiirI lose myself in my words and I lose myself. You'll find pieces of my thoughts here, like shattered crystal. Poems are stories from the heart I suppose but these are hardly poems. They are more things I never said.
