Everything seems larger than usual today,
And the blinds aren't there
To block out the bright lights.
I feel unusually confident
In my ill state,
Even though there's no one here to see how natural I look.
I feel nice on my own,
Comfortable knowing that one day I will be in love,
And that time isn't now.
So raise your glass,
And make a toast,
To the beautiful me that I hide from the world.
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my secret mistakes • {poetry}
PoetryThe most deeply personal thing I may ever write, from an old soul trapped in a young body. Imagine a window into my life, my unfiltered, strange and unpredictable life. These are the things I am too afraid to tell anyone. So, welcome to my mind.
