Poems from kayla.etienne.3
On the outside
I am rough, tough… occasionally sardonic
Okay maybe not “occasionally”
Maybe more like….majority of the time
Yea that...
Come live with me and be my love,
Sweet talk is cheap
And gifts are just as sad.
You and I both know that this
Will almost never last....
The sun is engulfed by the black clouds,
The sheets of rain
Are obstructing my view
Of the outside world,
But then again, there really
Isn...