If I wasn't so shy I'd say hi but you said the first words.
A brother to me you set me free out of my shell of being awkward.
I started to feel something real in my world of fake.
I finally felt awake
An Alice in a never ending wonderland
You mg mad hatter
Tall with eyes of dark brown
skin dark hazel up to your chin
I tried to forget....
I finally convinced myself it was a trick
That wasn't the end of this fire inside
YOU ARE READING
Not Mine
PoetryLove is a feeling we a feel. There are different types of love. And sometimes as a teenager we mistaken love for desire. From rants to poems this book is a ticket inside my mind and the world a teenager lives in. Because in the end he was never mine...
