"I'm changing,
and rearranging
my point of view.
No more seeing the world in blue.
I feel the voices pulling me back.But I won't go back to the shadow
I used to be.
I'm not hollow anymore.
I'm officially made of flesh and bones.I got so tired of following someone else's expectations of me.
Cut off the strings,
and pull off the mask.
I'm not sorry for being a new me.You preferred the me
I left behind.
Time to move and
build me up now.I smile a little bit bigger
as I run into the setting sun.Please don't try to drag me down .
I'm not going to turn
back around now.
My future is brighter
and I cannot to greet it with open arms."
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Starry-Eyed Verses
Poetry"I'm not saying that I'm romanticizing my life. How can I make something better when I like it , the way it is." My first ever poem collection. Basically random poems about random people. Not a single one of is about me. Cover by @Lady-Emerald Also...