When I look at you guess what I see? I see not just Beauty but everything in between. You have so much potential with your kind heart,and here I am falling apart.
What do I do when you leave?
Or was all of this just a dream.
YOU ARE READING
All these things
PoetryFeeling that I have through out life. Being left alone. Being different. But I have to stay strong. Not for myself but for them.
