you were like the scattered stars.
you use to stay up all nights, and tell me funny stories.
but as the sun rises,
you changed.
you became darker.
you were the brightest,
you were brighter.
you are bright.
'Ci'Agea
YOU ARE READING
Endless poetry, from a black girl.
PoesíaQuote: "I will shed all of this skin down to the very bone, beneath it if that's what it will take for you to come to realization that appreciate is not what makes a human beautiful." -Christopher Pointdexter. just some of my feelings jumbled up...
