Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2019
your crowd is exclusive
your friends are rude
there are no excuses
for why the act like they do
their behavior is repulsive
how do you indulge it
your hand is covered in blood
so i will not hold it
i love you when we are alone
and you don't use some false identity
but you turn into an animal
when they're in the vicinity
i miss the old us
i miss you when you were you
but you changed
so what am i to do
youcancallmesierra
Written by
youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
(22/F/i'm not really sure)   
81
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems