What would I be,
If I was happy?
Because the life of freedom startles and scares me.
Who would I be if I was happy?
Who would you be?
Would I be thoughtful?
Would I be understood?
Would I be loved?
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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...
