Hi,
You don't know me and I don't know you, so I guess this is kind of beneficial.
I think.
I used to be fifteen years old.
I know you might have already heard a similar story. Maybe about how someone's life is crumbling and how they're struggling to fix it or have completely given up.
This story isn't that different.
Only a little.
Because every story is.
YOU ARE READING
Counting Steps
PoetryThere are a lot of things that try to make there way out but always find a way to stay in. So here, behind a screen, protected in the fortress of sheets surrounding me, I can say anything. Anything at all.
