A lot have changed
She used to happy, so happy.
Life had so much meaning to her and every morning was as beautiful as the sunrise and every night brewed with a comforting cold, it was nice.
She's sad now, depressed, lost, confused and maybe disappointed in herself.
Well maybe not anymore, she isn't suicidal anymore she's just not in touch with her emotions.
Whether to feel or not to feel, she's the dilemma itself.
YOU ARE READING
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PoésieLike all other literature, poetry understands the act of word play. Poetry with just a few words expresses our deeper, emotional and conflicting thoughts. Tells a story and makes Known to it's us, facts. And the fact is poetry is you, me and everyon...
