If you knew the power you hold
The way your tiny hands could squeeze the life out of their equally tiny hearts
You have to know how much better we are
You have this burden that you keep carrying around with you everywhere you go
and with everyone you meet
Everybody is hard to trust
Your walls are built of stone and covered in ice
Burning everyone who dares to come to close.
You have to know how much better we are
without you we wouldn't have see the brightest yellows or the darkest grays
somehow you always kept us locked up in a glass cage
but you have to know how much better we are
because im finally starting to believe it.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetryshe/her i've been trying to grow into my own person and be who i need to be for myself, it's been hard work but everything has been worth it. my writing continues to be a look into my life, the parts i'm always too scared to show the world. i don't...
