Poems from Hazel.O
I live in a place that was pure and good once
But somewhere down the line people had to come and fuck it up
Telling people they can be who...
From empty streets lined with overgrown trees and shrubs
To concrete jungles and bumper to bumper traffic
From morning sunrise
To morning...
Why? Why me? What did I do wrong?
Is this punishment?
Or is this divine intervention?
It seems cruel
I used to believe in “for the best”...
My heart races
Your brown eyes
My stomach gets butterflies
Your smile
My brain can't think straight
Your sweater
My favorite
Your hugs
My...
I stay here and I wait. But why? for what?
You don't care.
I get what I am to you, I never leave. I'm loyal, I'm a good person.
So you...