Aug 2020
i’m sorry for thinking silly thoughts
but these thoughts won’t be wrenched away.
i’m sorry that i can’t see things clearly,
that i’m an imposition to society.
are these poems drenched in self-pity?
is there a save point, a place to respawn?
but these thoughts won’t be wrenched away.
i’m sorry that i can’t see things clearly,
that i’m an imposition to society.
are these poems drenched in self-pity?
is there a save point, a place to respawn?
this is terrible. i needed to write something.
