i miss me.
i miss who i was before you screwed me over.
i miss that girl who sat in front of the mirror, thinking about stars.
every night, i think about that little girl.
she seems so foreign.
oh, how life has changed.
now, i'm a girl who sits in front of the mirror, wondering who's there.
YOU ARE READING
just a lil' poetry #wattys2018
Poetryjust a little poetry to get you through the day by yours truly. po·et·ry ˈpōətrē/ noun literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm; poems collectively or as a g...
