You believe you are right,
But you know you are wrong.
It's not their fault
It's both yours and theirs.
You aren't blind to see it,
You just refuse to admit it.
You know you have to let go,
Yet you cling on to it for dear life.
You have a rough past,
Well honey, so do I.
You're broken,
I know,
So am I.
But broken things can be mended,
Not as perfectly as you want it to be,
But it can be done.
I'm still learning the ropes,
So can you,
Just give it a go.
I'll be right here,
Watching you,
And helping you,
Grow.
YOU ARE READING
Epigrams
PoetryIt appears you've found my book and before you decide to read it's contents, know that... These poems are everything that is me. (Also the cover was made by my buddy FierroThorne!)
