I have new shoes,
but not ones for your feet.
I got new shoes,
and they're the kind you
fight to keep.
I got new shoes,
they bright and happy,
and everything I couldn't be before.
I stepped into my new shoes,
for the first time yesterday,
and now everything is better.
YOU ARE READING
Mismatched
RandomA collections of short stories, poems, journals and letters written for my Writing 12 course. All pieces are mine, and were written in response to given prompts and assignments. I also wanna give a shout out to @astoundedstars for making me cover, w...