(myself)
and that's when i saw it...
the three girls standing in the mirror: the old me, the current me-
the shell i'm in now
it's my decision,
do i choose the little sunflower, dancing in the breeze;
the ticking bomb, ready to explode any minute;
or the empty shell staring back at me?
i neglected myself,
i mistreated myself,
i never took care of myself.
it's time to put the pieces back in their place,
dust off the cobwebs,
and nurture myself,
for me;
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PoetryA collection of poems making up the very special existence of you! i'll take you on a journey, i'll share with you my life, i am not using real names in this. As expected, not all parts are true but the majority is, and i know other people will unde...
