𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐈 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐦, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮.
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭.
𝐔𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐬𝐭, 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫.
𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝.
𝐒𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐥, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭.
𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲.
𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲.
𝟐𝟓.𝟎𝟖.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒
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How I see life
Poetryjust a 13-year-old girl who likes to write poems and describe her situations a little. She sees the world differently and no one understands her exactly, thinking she's weird, can you understand her?
