stranger existencebefore you, sky is my limit.
free as a butterfly,
i criss-crossed across
beige colored cloudsdreaming,
being, living,
wearing rainbows
in my flying hair& you came
then,
in pretense
of candy colored dreamsand
you stuffed me inside a box,
until I can not
see myselfit is dark inside,
where your soul lived
i tried, tried
to open it, but you are all over ityou pushed and pushed,
until I am broken
you pushed until
i am scared to trynow, here I am,
this stranger
living in vile reflectionsthis stranger in my mirrors,
she looks like me,
but she's notshe is 'your' puppet
she is someone 'you' created....
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If The Shoes Don't Fit
عشوائي"If the shoes don't fit, princess, Get rid of it. Don't hurt yourself to walk in it." True love is all about helping each other dream big dreams. It is not about sacrifices. True love should be about freedom and liberation, it is not about imprisonm...