Custody Battle
My social media is barren Of thought-provoking emotional words. They’re kept under lock and key, While the watchtower guard observes.
My social media is barren Of thought-provoking emotional words. They’re kept under lock and key, While the watchtower guard observes.
You’re always caffeinated Never seen you go without You minus the thermos My brain can’t wrap around
* I do believe that eyes Are windows to the soul. And while you peek in, Tell me, how visible Are the shatters?
I have a confession You were right All I ever wanted was To see the hurt in your eyes
I tried to fight what I know now That I needed to walk away All my eggs were in the basket Counted before the chicken laid