I lost that blue crayon
The one I wanted to use to paint my sky
That left me shattered
And it was enough to get my confidence dried!
I lost that crayon
The one I wanted to use to paint my deep sea
I started questioning my self
I thought I lost the real me!
"Never give up this time around " heart said
"You are allowed to scream
You are allowed to cry
Yes it is harder to wait
But it is more difficult to regret"!
I searched for that crayon
Someone told me that you are here for a very walk
I still didn't lose hope
Because I am optimistic that it will all sound great in my ted talk!
YOU ARE READING
Little Do You Know
Thơ caThe smile we let the other see while we are dying a little everyday.. The collection of poems hard and clear about what hurts Orginal and selfwritten.
