i'm sorry,
i'm sorry i'm not good enough.
i just wanted you to be proud,
that's all i ever wanted,
but now?
you can't even be proud of a small thing i did?
everyone was proud of me except you.
and it made me realize something...
i no longer give a fuck what you think about me
YOU ARE READING
To Touch Heaven
PoetrySo this is a books of poems Seems like its the only thing i can write The poems are about anything i feel, its up to you to guess what feeling it is i suppose Enjoy my brain vomit
