Jul 2020
I can feel shades of love
but it’s constantly tainted
by the need to contort myself
To be more of this, less of that
It gets me in the the door
But me,
Standing alone naked,
Is never enough.
but it’s constantly tainted
by the need to contort myself
To be more of this, less of that
It gets me in the the door
But me,
Standing alone naked,
Is never enough.
