Poems from mangocaulfield
Where is the life I used to have
Carried in my suitcase
Of neon green?
Did it dissapear down
The rabbit hole of
Beige, nothing but
b e...
There are two queens
In my kingdom
There are two queens
In my kingdom, you see
There are two queens
And nobody is the 'man'
In our damn...
I’m scared of myself
For when school starts
See, I’m not depressed
But in form time
My mind works overtime
Sometimes I stare at grey...
Do
You
Want
To
Be
Perfect?
I
Feel
Like
That
Sometimes.
I
Want
To
Succeed.
But what does success mean?
What
If
It
Means
Being...
I’ve found my tribe
Finally, finally, finally
After years of girls with
Perfect hair, endless happiness
Look at them go, look at them
And...