abnormal.
not normal
odd
weird
crying
lots of it
no one cares
that she's sad
she'll be fine
blades
cuts
blood
paper thin lines
she's a map
with so many borders
YOU ARE READING
poetry of the powerful
Şiirmy skin stretched upon my frame,an empty canvas..I'm see through like plastic wrap and pulled taut around the edges.My words swirl and wrap around my wrist and bind me against my will. My legs carry me places I cannot see and my brain cannot compreh...
