Poems from ulyssab
The state calls me middle class yet it is a struggle to dress like I got class don't get me wrong I look grade A in my wannabe jeans the...
An illusion, that's what I like to call it and that's what it may be fill in the space, if you shall but it's an illusion to me Tricked,...
She disappeared into the abyss of self dout and self ridicule
knowing she can't f**k up anymore cuz they won't be there
and the nerves were...