Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2020
Fine, I'll go get my own shrine
I'll set my own sun
I don't want to cross the line
Nobody's purely kind

I'll go where I have to go
To the place where losers go
Why would I want you for?
When everybody you know says no

Fine, I'll rock my own wave
I'll fill my own sea
There, would I be safe?
Or would I'll be down on my knee

Even Iris pity me
I don't want to be here anymore
Find me a place where I meant to be
Where no one's bored
The stars perhaps?

See me there?
Or don't
'Cause I'm difficult
If you falling for me...
Don't
#27 this month
GRAVE27
Written by
GRAVE27  17/M/Indonesia
(17/M/Indonesia)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems