Today's prompt, also tried out some loop poetry. It's a bit short, but I hope you can find the true meaning of this poem❤
It doesn't depend on your opinion of them to figure out who you are, Yes, you are your scars,
What it still feels like when my family doesn't understand depression. The "slap some pills on it and pray it away" method... doesn't work for me.
see.. I usually don't care for quiet nights but umm today I just can't get you off my mind
about two lovers I know and I'm still so sorry for them - rip
Are you sure all she ever was to you was a phone friend?
...would you believe the next person who said it or would you hide your dollar?"
Th struggles of a liar, who means well, and is trying their best to stop lying.
it's dark... very dark... cold.. lonely.. silent.. but loud... what is it..?
I love rodents, here is why...