Unloveable.
That's a description of me.
The word that contains more than just a memory.
Unloveable.
That's how I feel.
The deep, sinking feeling that is a part of me.
Unloveable.
I know that I'm just a teen,
but with every novel I read that's how I feel.
YOU ARE READING
Little Thoughts
PoetryLittle words create little thoughts. Poems and thoughts. In a few languages: (English, Spanish, Polish).
