She doesn't feel like herself.
Not Anymore.
She was Different Once.
No she is like a Watered Down Version,
Pale and Thin.
She slips through the Cracks,
Unnoticed.
She Fades into the Background,
Afraid of saying the Wrong Thing.
She grows Sharp Edges
And won't let anyone get Close to Her.
She doesn't know how
She came to be Like this,
How she ended up here.
She only remembers the Way she used to Be.
Wild and Reckless,
Bold and Unpoligetic.
YOU ARE READING
Quotes and Short Poems
PoesíaAnd so the Adventure Begins.😉☺ As a Writer You try to Listen To what Others Aren't saying.... And Write about the Silence.
