I wonder what i look like
From someone elses view
And if they saw my scars would they be scared too?
I wonder if they see my smile
And the times its all worthwhile
I wanna know what others see in me
What is thier perspective
Of a girl like me
Who spends her time wondering why these people have killed her dreams
YOU ARE READING
Excerpts From A Book Ill Never Write| #Wattys2018
Poesía©2017 By dallywinston1738 or Annaka Logue or Annaka Marie ||All rights reserved.|| ||Plagerism is punishable by law|| These silent thoughts were stuck in my head. Wanting, begging,pleading to be let out. They never ended up becoming more than a few...
