I picked myself up.
I smiled.
I laughed.
I silenced my demons.
I did it for you.
I changed.
I changed the colour of my hair.
I changed the way I walked.
I changed the way I talked.
I changed the music I sang.
I changed the artists I listened to.
I made my sad, crushed heart stop crying, just for your sake.
You still didn't approve of who I was.
What more do you want?
What did you do for me? Nothing.
YOU ARE READING
Pain Within The Heart
PoesieShort poems. Just my thoughts. Just my life. Just me finding happiness.
