It seems like I am not digging deep enough into my oh so thick skin because the mucky water is still able to reach my mind and is melting each and every coherent thought that travels away from my body never to meet your elf shaped ears.
Dark and scary pictures are dancing on my subliminal; making it a little harder for me to think about anything "normal." But like what I am feeling could never be called that in the first place.
I didn't throw the glass that kissed your back like every hello I said to you before we stopped being friends—so don't blame me.
I've shown you that I'm more
I hate exams so much! Ahhhhhhhhhh… oh well. I've been making more poems and going through more stuff. I deserve a nice purge. Lol, feedback welcomed.