This is the end of my book, Naive. I have learned a lot while writing this book, writing-wise and emotionally wise. You see, I wasn't really understanding myself, being happy with myself the way I am today. And I have writing to thank for that.
And I just want to say, Thank You. For reading what I wrote, in a world where I was sure no one could hear me. In the world all alone.
I'm writing a sequel because this book was done a long time ago. I can't prolong Naive anymore.
This is the end of the beginning.
Check out my second book, captivate, another collection of poems!
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Naive
PoetryWORDS WERE THE LIFEBLOOD OF POETRY, AND I REMAINED SILENT. A collection of poetry. For the people who don't feel at home in their own skin, for the poets, for the people who are depressed, for the people who aren't depressed, for the people with wo...
