i sometimes wonder how different things would be
if my hair was cut shorter
if my nails were painted blue
if my voice was a little higher
if my eyes were a different color
if i received more praise
if my dad hugged me more
if my mom loved me less
if my brother stuck around
if my mind wasn't so anxious
if i didn't compare
if i tried a little harder
if i finally stopped crying
i sometimes wonder how different things would be
if my heart stopped beating
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words whispered in the wind
Poesie~~~~ these words I whisper to myself these words I whisper in the wind and hopefully, these words you will whisper out loud to yourself when you look at the clock and see that it's three am once again ~~~~ All rights reserved.
