I'm bothering you?
Okay.
I'll fold myself and neatly sit in a drawer
I'll tuck myself away in a coner
I'll hide in the back of the closet
I'll live in the storage room
I'll be quiet
You'll be able to hear a pin drop
I'll be out of sight
So I can't be a burden
Of occupying your mind
YOU ARE READING
My Poetry
PoetryMost of this is sad, any TW will be at the start of them I'm a 16 y/o just wanting to share some of my poetry with people other than my friends :] (Also feel free to comment any tips and how I could improve on my writing!)
