I thought maybe the way you looked at me
Would be the same way you looked at her
But to my delight
It was not
You looked at me with bright eyes
While you looked at her with dull ones
I hope this is the start of something
Something that can take our minds off of this tragic world
And we can create something beautiful
More beautiful than something ever created before
YOU ARE READING
The Life of Me
PoetryI'm just a teenage girl, trying to make sense of this crazy world.
