She doesn't even tell people when
she's hurt anymore or going
through something. Not to her
siblings, not to her parents, not
her bff. Nobody. She cries to
herself, cleans her face and picks
herself up every single time. No
matter how bad she wants
to let it out.
YOU ARE READING
Sprüche
PoetryThere are poets who sing you to sleep and poets who ready you for war and I want to be both. ~Ashe Vernon
