Poems from itsannanonymous
I am so over things being aesthetically pleasing.
I am so over someone choosing one thing over another because they think it is more...
This class is really dumb.
Time doesn’t seem to ever pass.
But I’m starting to feel numb,
to the idiocy of our class.
Our teacher’s...
Let’s focus on the little things.
Not the things that ruin us,
but the ones that define us.
Let’s start to travel.
Not to the next...