Poems from kpotter
i wish there’s someway i could tell you
about not being able to sleep.
i want you to view me with virtue;
i want your opinions to keep.
...
i’ve been in a very bad place as of late,
but i always have; maybe it is my fate
to be miserable; how else could i pay
for the things i...
tell me you love me with stars in your eyes
and i’ll run my bruised hands through your hair.
tell me you love me, darling, it’s no surprise...
i’m not afraid of heights, i tell them,
but i do fear stairs and ladders
because i fear instability
more than i do clowns or adders.
...
i’m high-maintenance, baby, i swear it, and this you have to know,
and i know that you disagree, because for you this is just how things go...