When you grow up to fast
you hold onto things from the past
I grew up too fast
And now have to learn how to you let go
I hold this grip on you bc your all I have left
We used to be written in the stars
But now your name is all over my scars
YOU ARE READING
Late Night Thoughts I Wish I Could've Said
PoesiaLast year I started to write random poems to help cope with that I was feeling. Some days, I simply just needed to write down what I was thinking and feeling. I'm going to add on the this in the future but for now please enjoy my late night thoughts...
