People telling me it will all be okay is not helping me at the moment. It's as if they are giving a novel to an infant, a baby who knows non of the words printed on the pages, a map with no directions. I understand nobody's going to give me the map, I've got to get my shit straight and pull it together but all I'm asking for is someone to hold my hand and watch me fix myself.
-Is that too much to ask?
YOU ARE READING
PERFECTLY IMPERFECT♡
PoesíaDig deeper in any soul and you'll tend to find Pain as the root to the flower that has been blooming for decades.⊙_⊙
