Silly, silly little girl.
Tries so hard,
will only ever get so far.
Cuts that feel like lashes,
Lashes that feel like paper cuts.
Silly, silly little girl
As though you stand a chance.
As though you believe you're tough.
Don't even know what you're scared of,
Don't even know why you're mad.
Silly, silly little girl.
YOU ARE READING
Color Me Gray
PoetryIt's about my life in a way. A lot of my poetry stems from things I go though. And Unfortunately I only update when something makes me generally upset or overjoyed. I'm happy with whatever feed back.
