a boy once saw a model
and in his mind, he had thought "i want to be like that someday"
yet society has controlled this boy
into thinking that he was not good enough
and sometimes he wished he could fit into the mold
that society has made for us to think
that only that mold can make the best sculptures
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purple strings || poetry
Poetrya series of poetry about nostalgia, emotions, random thoughts, and many more ! (lowercase is intended, don't come for me pls lol) possible tw (trigger warning) for this book book cover illustrated by me
