was this real?
or am i walking through a dream?
maybe this is a fairy tale?
my face white as a sheet, as i stumble down the street.
there is a hole in my chest, cant seem to find rest.
is this a game ? will i find my name?
written upon the great wall of fame?
but what a shame it is...
to be the center of attention , all on you the one they blame.
YOU ARE READING
scattered ideas
Casualethis is a book filled wth the random thoughts of a broken girl who never seemed to feel as if she ever was enough yet she just kept swimming per say, felt more like drowning in her head.
