I ran through the depths of hell
and swam through the forbidden sea
I painted pink skies
over blue
to cover up all the lies
and create something new
Fake it till you make it.
I did it
and I did it all for you.
YOU ARE READING
Too much, too little, or never enough.
PoetryA collection of poetry written in reflection of a girl who is always labeled as too much, too little, or just never enough. ---------- There was a point in my existence in wish I once longed to no longer be. I tried to talk but was instead talked ov...
