Young, naïve and alone
Saw someone who was never really there
Wanted to try new and dirty
But wasn't good enough
Oh how time can mend broken expectations
The past in me was seduced by attention
But everything else in my body said no
I wasn't good enough then,
Too good now
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Words: Seen and Unsaid
PoesíaSometimes the only way I can describe how i'm feeling is by writing it down, sometimes I just think of cool shit to write, sometimes I write about how I want to feel
