"I fake a smile and say I'm okay,
Even if I do feel quite sad today.
I stay up late, to wish on a star,
Praying to God, please help me hide this scar.
Everytime I laugh, I hate myself more.
Why do I strive to be perfect? Who is it for?
We all want to be popular, we all want to be loved.
But we don't even love ourselves, we're all just dying doves." - miranda j.
YOU ARE READING
A Thousand Words
Poesiamiranda j. ____ Because to love is a wonderful feeling, no matter how painful it may be. So, I went ahead and fell for you. ____ a book of prose and poetry by yours truly.
