There is this girl
Who hides her face with buckets of paint
Because she cannot compare
With the other girls
She breaks down easily
Introvert
Weak
Broken.
But that girl with the pretty face
That's insecure about herself
That covers herself in paint
That can't compete with the other girls
Is a beautiful girl
That I strive to be
She may not be confident
She may not be strong
She may not be popular
She may have some flaws
She may be broken
She may be insecure
But that pretty face
So fragile, and frail
Is one I want to be
Flaws and all.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Blank spaces.
PoetryA blank canvas is all you need. My name is Jessica and this is my book blank spaces. Filled with things that are currently happening right now. Some may be translated, into a language you don't understand. That's the beauty behind it. Let the poems...
