For euchariaa_
My newest friend.
Don't tell me to hush.
How many dreams are called too many?
What kind of voice is called too loud?
What crime did I offend?
Chose by destiny and dashed these dreams?
Just a girl with so much dreams
Told to hush
And tried to be hushed.
Don't you know if I leave them,
All these dreams will defean
me.
All these dreams will drown me
All these dreams might just kill me.
I have my voice and nothing but my voice.
So don't tell me to hush,
I'm just a girl
With big big dreams
That's no offense
That's not my fault.
_storygirl_
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In My Head | ✓
PoetryIn my head, there are a million things I'd wish I could say. A million things I realize. But the courage I have not birthed to say them aloud. Just a girl who feels too much, sees too much, hears to much and an obsession of curiosity. In a world w...
