Poems from Dark_Spectra

Me, Myself, and I, but why?
Morning. Thoughts about me is the only thingFloating in my mind.I eat my breakfast in silenceIn my home,Right on the street where drivers...
Me, Myself, and I, but why?
Morning. Thoughts about me is the only thingFloating in my mind.I eat my breakfast in silenceIn my home,Right on the street where drivers...