Poems from writingnibs
I spend a long time waiting
waiting,
waiting.
I don't really know what for
but I just am
here
Waiting for a change
I guess
I mean
What else...
Oh I hate that
It looks lovely
Too much fat
It’s so free
Your life is matte
It’s quite glossy
Why do you try?
Never give up
It’s one...
Beholder
Nothing is beautiful in this world
It’s written in the tabloids
Cut into our skin
Rubbed into our wounds
So that no matter what...