It's ironic how they rip you apart,
for nothing but the sake
of being who they think they are.
But they're not there yet, honey.
They have yet to figure out what you already know,
that we are gentle creatures,
we were not designed to rip existence apart.
We were designed to love and to grow,
to educate and to fall in line with our minds.
We were not designed to wither away like the petals from the death of a flower.
We were designed to prosper,
an entire garden, filled with ever growing flowers,
an eternity in blossom.
YOU ARE READING
The lioness
ŞiirDon't we all overthink once in a while? I just like to write everything down until I can get my head out of my ass and get to writing real, legit novels. (which I'm actually working on.. Kind of)
