Your perception of me is warped,
When I say I don't know who I am today,
It doesn't mean I'm damaged,
When I cry,
It doesn't mean I'm eternally depressed,
When my mood changes,
It doesn't mean I'm fucking crazy,
It means I'm swimming in the universe inside of me,
It means I'm deep diving in discovering my origins,
And I'm learning to surrender to the will of the universe.
YOU ARE READING
17th Street.
PuisiThese are short poems I wrote throughout my 17th street of life and it was the only way I deemed fit for me to heal and ascend out of all the love and heartbreak and loss I've had to deal with. I wrote them in hopes that one day I'd get to look back...
