Hey, how are you? I’ve been having weird-ass visions of you needing help lol. It’s pretty annoying because everyone says you’ve changed, you’re bad now, but I still kind of want to help you, if you need it, which I think you do.
This is art. Poetry that I have made in complete seriousness, yet with words that have been stripped of anything that covered the truth. All you need to do is read between the lines.
Sunday, November 7, 2021
Tuesday, October 12, 2021
you end up crying to sleep, mission complete
You wake up at the crack of dawn, you study,
you do your homework, you sleep on time,
you meet your friends for lunch yet
nobody knows what's on your mind.
There is something seriously messed up about you
because you dream about your ex at night.
In class, you're thinking of setting your body ablaze,
storms arise, but you still sit by the window
until the window threatens to shatter on your dace.
Abstract thoughts, you can never make sense of yourself.
Why am I thinking of someone who doesn't think of me?
You end up crying to sleep,
mission complete.
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