Stop looking at me!
As if I had changed the rules.
You did.
What was once always so,
has now been ripped from under me.
I thought I knew this game,
Or had a clue about my role.
But here I am lost,
naked trying to hide myself under an itty bitty stone.
YOU ARE READING
:Distorted Beauty
PoetryThis is the beginning stages of a poem book that my sister and I are writing. We encourage comments and we do hope you enjoy it. More is soon to come by: Mikayla & Tiffany Moss
