Young girl,
Keep dreaming
Young girl,
Keep smiling
Young girl,
Keep standing young girl.
Young girl,
Don't say it
Young girl,
It's okay, he didn't mean it
Young girl,
Don't let this be more than it has to
Young girl!
When will you get over it !
Young girl,
He doesn't even acknowledge you
Young girl !
He doesn't even acknowledge you,
And yet, here you are
Stuck in the same place
And not even one person acknowledges your
Heartbeat...
YOU ARE READING
Written in the stars| poetry
Poesía'Somedays I make horrible things sound pretty.' A collection of poems
