She[I] stops herself
Scared of perusing her dreams in fear that her reflection staring back at her would disappear and she would lose who she is.
Becoming a puppet in a world were designer clothing mattered more than waking up the next day.
I don't want to live constantly being scared of living.
I want to die having lived like I had been dying.
Going on adventures with the ones who love me the most.
And wishing the best upon those who love for me dont show.
I want to live like tomorrow is not a given.
With no regrets.
No hatred.
Just love.
.nmsa.
VOUS LISEZ
F.E.E.L.I.N.G.S
AléatoireJust a short book were I write things I feel and things I wish I could say. THESE ARE MY OWN PERSONAL POEMS, THOUGHTS AND EMOTIONS. YOU WILL FIND SOME THAT ARE NOT MINE BUT THEY HAVE THE CREDIT TO WHOMEVER WROTE IT.
