It's raining-
again.
The rain is warmer
Compared to the last few showers
She looks at everyone below,
on her pedestal of despair
She dreams,
dreams of the day she can leave
Her pedestal of despair
She dreams,
dreams of the day she can restart-
The day she can leave all of this behind
All the tears she's shed,
you know,
the tears everyone calls rain
Her tears fall
While in a beautiful place-
Her pedestal of despair
She just desires the day
Her pain will end
She is always looked down upon-
Always sneered at
So she decides to perch herself,
On her pedestal of despair
-Bella Shaw
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A Look Inside a Broken Girl
PoesíaI'm publishing these poems I wrote on here bc I feel like maybe they can allow you a peek inside my head. How I think, how I feel. Enjoy~
