R E F L E C T I O N
you look at me and you see damaged goods
and you're not wrong
you look at me and you see a broken toy
and you're not wrong
you look at me and you see my issues
and you're not wrong
I look at me and I see beauty
and I'm not wrong
I look at me and I see intelligence
and I'm not wrong
I look at me and I see a future
and I'm not wrong
one of these days you'll realize that
I'm always right
YOU ARE READING
Sugar and Spice ☞ poetry
Poetry❝ Sugar and spice and everything (not so) nice. ❞ poetry 2017 © bxtchnuts
