My eyes have been opened,
everything is becoming clearer now.
Starting to realize who my real friends are,
now knowing who will always be there.
Searching deep inside myself,
I should've seen all the signs.
They were there all along,
but I made the mistake of ignoring them.
Perhaps the hurt I had to go through,
happened for a reason.
Because already I can see
that this experience has started to make me stronger.
YOU ARE READING
11:11
PoesíaMy first poetry book. The title is not permanent until the book is done so it will be changing constantly until the final poem.
