Maybe that person I was before is gone that's why I can't be fixed I haven't let that person go but I wanna be her she was happy and free she wasn't trapped in a rocket speeding at the sun she was dancing in a field with the sun shining down on her and having picnics with her friends smiling and dancing now that little girl tuned into a girl who can't look at herself and see that the imperfections are what truly maker her beautiful and a girl who thinks about not being able to carry on who's smile once lit up peoples day now only shows the same people that she is "fine" and who's eyes once showed every emotion now only are red and hidden so no one knows and who is also afraid of not the dark but what comes with it
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Broken little life poems for the broken
PoesíaWriting to hep people who might feel like I do or people that need comfort if you need to talk just message me and I'll listen
