Yellow is the colour of cowardice and deciet.
And isn't that what I've been doing all my life?
Deceiving myself into believing that I can have it all
Being a coward by not painting my whole body red
YOU ARE READING
wilted flower
Poesia•Vol. 1• I am a wilted flower. Nipped at the bud. Dried out by the harsh sun. Never given water. Never given love. Never given a chance to blossom, into the vibrant flower I know I can be. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••...
