They never want to know if you're innocent or not.
They'll water their supposed truth on you
until your side of the story becomes a paper boat
eaten up by the torrents of their fallacies.
Boy, they can never understand you.
YOU ARE READING
Anxiety and Things that Shatter
Poetry"Anxiety, you are lightening and a thunder only I can hear. In my despair, you wear an intimidating smile like a glittering stretch mark on the skin of the horizon." Cover by @DeathsDarkSoul
