My first attempt at a poem actually bore fruit *ba dum tshh* Very short, like me Anyway, I wrote this at 3-4am Sleep is for the weak Please be nice, I am but a mere child What do I do with this poem now, do I find a studio or smthn??
Image is just smthn I found from Google idk. Thought it fit We don't have music because I'm not allowed to have nice things. I always break them
