Sometimes I wonder if anyone know that I actually exist. But every time I try to make myself known, my inner self resists.
I take the chance to glance around at the other around me. All I want is to show them who I truly am, to show them all and let them see.
I'm afraid that in going to just disappear... And nobody would have ever known that I was here.
Was I ever here in the first place? You don't even know do you? Well then, I rest my case.
My life has been nothing but a sad miserable song. But to no one even notices because to them, I am gone.
____________________________________
VOTE & COMMENT!!
DD OUT!!✌
YOU ARE READING
What The Heart Wants To Say...
PoetryAaaaannnnnddd she's back!! *jazz hands* These are the tales of what the heart truly wants to say. Please allow me to tell these tales, if I may. This book is all about the love. The butterflies of the stomach, & warm blushes and all that stuff. Thes...
