I couldn't raise her
the daughter you praised up
the same daughter you made up
I don't think she exists in your world
would you believe it if I told you I ate her?
why do you think I couldn't raise her?
YOU ARE READING
everything is easy on paper
PoetryHere's a fistful of me, for the longest time, I have been hurting and I thought that if I faked it till I made it I would heal, I am healing and I thought you should see, so I put together my favorite strings of words for this. And I hope you too ca...
