I am a coward.
There is no light way to describe me.
I never can be powered
By the world you happen to see.
I hide behind a screen
That conceals my true self.
Because in the reality of a teen
I am afraid from falling off the shelf.
The shelf of the way society is seen
And the carelessness of one's health.
I cannot speak to you in person
For I am afraid of your answering tone.
If our relationship were to worsen
My heart would be broken, set in stone.
I wish I could speak
To be able to say what's on my mind
I could stand from atop the peak
And truly share what I find
Instead, I become the freak
Who always watches the perfect ones of her kind.
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Dear My Broken Self
PoesiaThis is a random book where I'm going to write my feelings and shiz in. My personal, real life problems have been preventing me from writing lately... I'm afraid to share my feelings to actual people so I thought this is better. I can get my feelin...
