I want to disappear
And come back when I'm fine.
Cos these days, little things
And I'll second guess my self.
Little words, and I'm wailing to my self.
One day,
Imma just disappear.
Cos, what the heck is wrong with me?
I want to disappear.
And soon, I will.
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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...
