I want you back.
Where did you go?
Where's the girl from 2016?
The sweet, loving, honest, & charismatic girl you were?I can still see her in the mirror looking at my reflection. She's still in there but she's stuck. She's trapped in a cage with chains.
Why won't you come out?
I wanna talk to you again.
I wanna be you.
I want you to come back and fulfill my needs.
My heart.
My head.
Me.
YOU ARE READING
From My Point of View
PoetryRandom thoughts and feelings after late night breakdowns, phonecalls, anxiety attacks or anything that comes to mind really. I'm going to add a TW because these are my thoughts and I have bulimia, Manic Bipolar Disorder, anxiety, ect,. Just figured...