Poetry Blogs (2018, insecure)
Tell me baby who's on your mind?
Who do you see when your lips are on mine?
Is it the guy you kissed?
Or your friend you miss?
Or somebody that I completely dismissed?
Anyway, I guess I deserve all of this.
I put you through hell when I promised you bliss.
I know i'm getting fat,
And my habits are pretty bad,
I need to trim my nails,
And I'm just always fucking sad.
What a drag.
Tuesday 6th November 2018 11:00 am