Tired of counting my self-worthOn the amount of opened and "read" messages on my phone
Of how many times you looked my way
Or said that I looked pretty
Of how many people noticed me enough to smile or say "hi"
—it's time to stop tallying up my self-worth
STAI LEGGENDO
ashes and sunflowers
Poesiawords flow through the stream of my thoughts... the warmth of my happiness beats down on my garden, while the depression batters it like a winter storm. life is a wildfire...destruction and growth come hand in hand... through the ashes, my sunflower...
Our Modern Generation's Concept of Love
Tired of counting my self-worthOn the amount of opened and "read" messages on my phone
Of how many times you looked my way
Or said that I looked pretty
Of how many people noticed me enough to smile or say "hi"
—it's time to stop tallying up my self-worth