"definete" poems
Kinda like a vampire
I stay out
Till' I get an invite
Definete
And without doubt
That they really want me there
Kinda like a vampire
I see nothing there
In the mirror
Beyond my stare
But why should you care?
Kinda like a vampire
I feel monstrous
And without care
And I **** the life of people here
Mostly, of those for whom I care
And kinda like a vampire
I stare into the night
And I think
Is it really right
That I am here?
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 9:05 AM UTC