I’m the worst

im the man

emotions held in the palm of my hand

shes so sweet and kind and nice

the lady

of course to know here she’s fake

she deals in grey, white clear and red

Black is not there

you can’t get in to that head 

I void of thought of opinion for me

only friends not in the tree

two boys filled with hope

lost a dad

he couldn’t live 

he could overcome 

he couldnt breath

with no truth in the air