Poems from Realityy_365
Sometimes all you can do is stand.
All you can do is keep on working, pushing towards brighter days.
Even if brighter days have to being...
Seems like the only me I can remember,
is the me that was struck with fear in December.
I forget that I used to inspire.
Oh yeah, I used...
I remember how I used to be;
all the same, I remember who I used to want to be.
Suffering from an identity crisis and trying to find...
If all the world is love and not hate
then why does love discriminate?
Love shouldn't have to be groomed..
because, if so, the two end up ...
It kinda bugs me when people don't comment under my poems, not gonna lie.
I mean, is my writing that terrible?
I bet people read my stuff...