18h
They told me how to live
But never taught me how to.
Maybe it was their first life
But maybe they forgot that it's my first too.
But never taught me how to.
Maybe it was their first life
But maybe they forgot that it's my first too.
I wrote this one while thinking about my parents. How they just say that I must live but never actually taught me how to. How they think that I share many things to them but I've been holding back telling anyone the things and instead I express them on a page with my poems.
