For the first time in my life
The smile plastered on my face
Happens to be true and wide.
My laughter sounded like
I'm really having so much fun.
Ever since we became friends
The back of my mind started
Feeling all ticklish and light
It actually stopped puking
Negativities for a moment.
Insecurities were later on
Pulled out from their roots.
Later on, they were changed
With the flowers of tomorrow
Which I'll gladly name Hope.
YOU ARE READING
Pastel Yellow
PoesíaI'm not so sure How are you able to see Through those thick-rimmed Glasses of yours To think that someone like Is pretty enough To be yours. What have I done For the Great King to Give me the most precious Reward I could ever acquire. ...
