Oct 2021
Barnacles
Are like my depression
They stick
And aren't always easy
To scrape off
As they
Eat away
At my outer shell
Gnawing inwards
To my inner hell
by Jemia
Are like my depression
They stick
And aren't always easy
To scrape off
As they
Eat away
At my outer shell
Gnawing inwards
To my inner hell
by Jemia
