I curled up my legs
I felt so small
So small, so little
So insignificant in your life
I was a small moth
Looking for light
You were a butterfly
So sweet and strong
I was a moth
So small and fragile
I laid on my bed
Thinking to myself
That moths are not as pretty
As butterflies
They are small and forgotten
And that's what I am
Small and forgotten.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Sadness, [✔️]
PoesíaSometimes I just need to feel numb again. *contains suicidal references * -all poems are written by me (changed my username to @theheroindevil it was @spacedoutaj before) New book out called Lavender check it out
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