Aug 2018
with every click of Their tongues,
i am acquiescent.
Their words fill my lungs,
audible discontent.
i swallow Their disgust,
mostly misinterpreted,
i nonchalantly combust,
now i am free.
i am acquiescent.
Their words fill my lungs,
audible discontent.
i swallow Their disgust,
mostly misinterpreted,
i nonchalantly combust,
now i am free.
