For Her,
I try to be ok.
I try to stay strong.
Not for me,
not for them,
but for her.
But I can't.
I break down,
never calm down.
Always on a high.
Not very good,
I know why.
I'm not pretty,
I'm not tall,
I'm not skinny,
Not at all.
I'm just me.
And not a very good one,
I see.
But it's not for me,
it's not for them,
It's for her.
So I will try to be
my best me,
f
or her.
YOU ARE READING
◎Ripped Paper And Tattered Hearts◎
General Fiction"She scribbled down all her feelings on a ripped piece of paper. Tears streaming down, splattering on her page, tattering her heart further." ※A poem book※
