2018.
Oh, the possibilities.
Will I be a new me?
Or will nothing change, ironically.
The new year is all about chances.
A new life, new romances.
So, will I break free from my circumstances?
Or will 2018 stay rancid?
YOU ARE READING
the girl and the moon.☽
Poetrya 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...
