Exploring life via playing with words
I am more than the sum of my parts The worth you assign to me I don't have to accept that Who the hell decided it was yours to assign anyways
By Jane Doe6 years ago in Poets
You tell me I'll forget this And I deny it every time But that's what scares me most The fact that I leave in a week And you're gonna forget me
Missing you is kissing strangers Hoping that one of them becomes you Missing you is searching at the bottom of the bottle
Don't talk to me about the weather As if I am not of this world Do not talk to me about how you're doing Since we all say okay without hesitation
I got burned Did I play with fire? Oh but hot damn are you fire As in you burn everything around you Right down to the ground