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Dec 2018
i’m sure my shoes will slide off my feet
without the velvet straps
and the wind will slip in
through the knits in my sleeves
and my lipstick will end up
on my chin
and my mouth will go numb
craving a new taste
but this anger that i’m harboring
is fruitless and useless
i just like it
so **** much.
m and everything else i guess. i’m just frustrated today and i can and will find a way to be annoyed. i wish i could stop being like this but some days i just want to be grumpy. can’t i have that?
Written by
alex  22/Non-binary
(22/Non-binary)   
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   Jude
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