Isn't it wierd how life works?
When at one point you don't have eyes
Only for the one who is 'your life'
But then wait!
Everything starts to shift.
No more of that nonsense.
Its wasn't 'ment to be'
There is no such thing as true love.
What a fool we were just to have the thought
Oh god, now here we moved on to paper
Poems that reflect our feeling of abandonment
Then if we feel so down
We move on to stupidity