This is for the silence I never broke
This is for the things I never said
This is for the mystery
This is for the quiet girl
who never talks
This is the tribute
to my other personality
The one no one
ever sees
This is the only way
she talks
The only way she can be
seen
YOU ARE READING
Naive
PoetryWORDS WERE THE LIFEBLOOD OF POETRY, AND I REMAINED SILENT. A collection of poetry. For the people who don't feel at home in their own skin, for the poets, for the people who are depressed, for the people who aren't depressed, for the people with wo...
