I just wanted to write this. I am not going to say why, but if you read it, it might give you an idea or remind you of someone you care about
Trust me, it's going to be okay.
Just another restless night.
If I only could forget the things that I've seen.
With a brave face, I pull on the cape.
Bad French poetry.
For every girl, boy, anyone who has gone through this...just like I am.
This city sucks. || Majorly inspired by Pete Wentz's 'Gray'. R&R? Note inside.
*This poem can be for anyone that knows me okay* Based loosely off of Second and Sebring by Of Mice & Men
But with no action, lost is how you’ll stay.
Hollow, sick of being used.