For your eyes, I turned to the papers for that. The first time | Scribbles
For your eyes, I turned to the papers for that. The first time I told you my deepest, darkest secret and saw the sickening look in your eyes, ever since then I have chosen the papers to vent out. With a little pretentious words and a funny tone every now and then I tell you about the demons I'm battling with I write it all on the paper. And with those same eyes that looked at me in disgust after hearing my story I'll be damned if you don't read my deepest darkest part and call them poetry.
