Twenty four smiles back at me
And sometimes it sheds a tear
But that's normalcy
Broken, put back together again
Mended
Broken again but never for good
Strong, scared
Feelings so sacred like words and dreams
Happy, melancholic that's something i will always be
I feel everything too deeply, your things, my things, everything
I always find a way to connect, wether i try to or not
I see beyond a pair of eyes always if i look a little too deeply
Wether i want to or not and that is my power and my curse.
