my poem called quiet its quiet has everyone finally figured out that I'm not worth it? that the quieter is better that no messages were sent the night everything's quiet we all now how went who cared who spent who pondered for you who knew what you meant but at the end this is my end.. -signed sTaR
Write it down. Let it go. No account, no name.
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