in a world when you're nobody's first pick
you have to be your own
you have to choose yourself
over and over again
CZYTASZ
Whispers of the Wounded
Poezja//Poetry written by the pained// I keep thinking That if I keep whispering These terrible thoughts to this wind Maybe I'd see the meaning in something again //Cover by the amazing @anixkuh//
choose you
in a world when you're nobody's first pick
you have to be your own
you have to choose yourself
over and over again
