when i first started
all i experienced was childish excitement
everything was new and fresh
rookies seeking for betterment
it was dream land, really
everything was about you and you and you
until everything shattered and i realized
it wasn't all about me but the image i had to prove
fragile and soft, gentle and meek
is that all there was to me?
struggles hidden, facades smitten
i refuse to believe in this tragedy
YOU ARE READING
𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄.
Fanfiction𝐤.𝐬𝐣 wide awake, still fighting still awake, writhing status: completed ッ
