Poems from 15bbird
I'm asked 'waht uplifts you?'
but I don't even know.
What brings you joy?
I usually just shrug,
unsure of how to answer.
But maybe there's...
dead. dead. dead.
Don't let them see you.
They see you and you're dead.
dead. dead. dead.
You weren't made to be around them.
They wouldn...