"LOST BUTTERFLY"
In her head,
Too many words left unsaid-
People called her a living mystery
Like a book full of secrecy.
In reality and perpetuity,
She's lost nor free
Once a good music
Now a broken melody.
She loved the solitude
In nowhere she stood,
And in silence she chatter
"I'm worth it and I matter"
BINABASA MO ANG
Compilation Of My Poems
RandomIf you can't tell your feelings, write it. Ps. This are my old(2018) to latest poems(2021)
