you complain about your flaws,
picking away at your body,
without knowing,
it picks away at mine.
i wish you could see yourself the way i do,
because i love you too much,
for you to not understand why.
YOU ARE READING
dispositional tendencies
Poetrya collection of writing and poetry i wrote about things that i can't always say out loud. i hope you enjoy this and can find comfort in knowing others feel the same as you and that you are not alone :)
