What I write now isn't about me anymore, It was all me, For o | Paraphernalic Thoughts
What I write now isn't about me anymore,
It was all me,
For once I had something i called mine.
All those words which were scattered were me,
Now why does it seem like,
All my scribblings are about you,
As if what was once mine, suddenly became yours,
Why?
#tyler
