Poems Of My Thoughts.

never too late

When we reach the end our true selves shows it self even though it went to waste not to be seen by everyone else. It was hard not being yourself but your family saw through the disguise that the people bought. It's never too late to be who you are when your true self is ready to bust out from the trapped shell. It doesn't matter what others think you got your family who cares even when their's no one there.