I am just a little,
insignificant,
breathing specimen
in this big world.
So, how does one make their name known,
in this big world?
I'm one in seven billion,
how will my voice be heard?
YOU ARE READING
the girl and the moon.☽
Poesíaa lost girl in space of her mind, felt lonely, scared, shouting cries. so she wrote out her feelings, sent them to the moon. he was the only one that listened. that truly understood. -cover picture is not mine. -some poems do mention depress...
