Why does the sun seem to shine
On all these people
Warming up their life
While my world is in turmoil,
Chaotic like a hurricane
Destroying everything I've built inside me?
The sun's rays touch is delicate,
Folding itself onto everything it can see
But it doesn't dare touch me
Because I'm everything it's not.
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The Unexpected
PoetryA collection of poems about my life, my feelings, my thoughts, basically about me. It's the things I don't ever speak of but write down instead. Warning: some poems may trigger you so read at caution A/N: They're not the best since I just write them...
