Are you?
yes, I always have.
How did you know?
I just did
So is it like this?
I don't know.
Ok...I understand.
Do you really?
Ye, it's just the opposite. It's the same really.
Just stop pretending you know everything.
I was just trying... to understand how.
I don't care that you don't.
I don't get it.
Exactly, you never will.

I am but an onion
Peel away all my layers
All that's left is my tears

Poets are here
To write about the legacy of the people who inspired them, angered them and infatuated them
It’s a written history that people seem to ignore
Because just like in history class
They snore
Because they have no interest in the world around them
And that’s a highly unfortunate thing
I feel like poetry has gone that way
Hopefully we can breathe some life back into it again
Poets are meant to enjoyed
Day in and day out
Especially if i fall for another
That would be golden