I know I'm not the bad person they make me out to be
I know I shouldn't listen
But rumors have reasons right?
I swear I'm not the person they make me out to be
But then why do they believe the lies
I don't want to get that person
They keep telling me I am
But why do they treat me like this
I don't even know them
Flowers have always brought me joy
Never really knew why
Something about how naturally pretty something can be
Something so pretty just in my hands
YOU ARE READING
My unsaid thoughts -October
Poetrypoems I've written about love, heartbreak and day to day life as a teenage girl<3
