May 2012
when i was a kid
i’d carry rocks
in my shirt
now i carry
secrets in my brain
and old scars
in my memories
and i’m ******* tired of
holding the weight
of useless things
in my tired arms
i’d carry rocks
in my shirt
now i carry
secrets in my brain
and old scars
in my memories
and i’m ******* tired of
holding the weight
of useless things
in my tired arms
