Dear me,
"Hey
It's already 10 p.m.
Go to your bed and sleep."
It's mama's voice you used to hear.
When you were a 9 years old,
You were such an obedient girl
Cause you do what mama's told you to,
Right?
But now..
"Hey, it's already 1 a.m.
Why aren't you get sleep yet?"
Once again, it's mama's voice.
But now, you're 17 years old.
You grew up so much
Then you sometimes hesitating,
What's night actually meant to?
Time to sleep
Or
Time to let go all the tears?
Sleep well, honey.
Your mama's right.
What are you cry for?
Ino 🌸
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Dear the Younger Me ✔
PoetryDear 10 years ago of me, I have messages for you. I miss you, in a way no words could describe. Sincerely, The older version of you. {Full english poetry} na🌸, one fine day in July
