If you haven't noticed
The scars on my hips
Or the fake smile on my lips
Or the forced laugh I have adopted
Or the way I don't care
The things I used to love
Then don't you dare stand
At my grave and cry
How can you cry for someone
You didn't even know
YOU ARE READING
The one who was different
PoesíaSo, I'm not really sure how to describe this book. It's my first so please don't hate. If you wanna hate. Keep the comments to yourself. Thanks! Anyway. So this book will be filled with poems. Depressing poems, they aren't mine. So just a heads up...
