Quick Author's Note:
I was told to write a letter to my 7 year old self so instead I wrote it in poem style
Sweet Child,
You may be sad now,
But good things are yet to come
Don't spend all that time crying
Because you're afraid
Each one of those scars now
May seem like they're coming to haunt you
But they only make you stronger
Each one a story that makes you who you are
Or who you were in the past
I look at my wrists and thighs now and wonder "why'd I do this to myself"
But when you're young
And your only friends are knifes and blood
You're going to have scars that are there for a long time
It's going to get better, heck no one knows you better than yourself.
So go out and make friends.
People aren't as scary as they seem.
YOU ARE READING
My Book Of Quotes and Poems
PoetryAccidentally deleted my first one so here we go again I apologize if there was a poem or two that I had on my old book but don't have on here now.
