Dear Diary,
I want someone to prove me wrong
Someone to show me that not all men are like this
How could i possibly want to keep going on
When the end result never changes.
I'm not as pretty as her.
I'm not as sweet.
She's everything i want to be,
And i'm just me.
It's a sick game, really, i think i'm pretty
but it doesn't matter when you live in a world this shitty
i'm fucking ready for my prince charming
i'm ready to be swept up
I seriously need someone to help fill my cup
i want the giddy feelings please oh please
give me a kind boy
one that's not a tease
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Letters From The Unhealed - POETRY
PoetryLetters to the ones I love, the ones I used to love, and the ones I haven't loved yet. From an unhealed soul. Letters from the Unhealed explores my personal young adult journey through poetry. Ever since the day I turned 18 the world seemed to hav...
