don't put me on a stage
because the spotlight will only burn my skin.
don't call me an actress
because i'm just a liar.
don't tell me to sing
because my feet are too small
to fit in these footprints.
i told you not to get your hopes up,
but you can't hide the wings on your back.
YOU ARE READING
maybe i'm dreaming (COMPLETED)
Poetrya sky full of poems, none of which connect (stars without constellations) this is a compilation of almost every aspect of my life in poems, as well as some fictional elements too i hope you enjoy my cemetery of secrets -lowercase is intended for sty...
