I give loads of myself
and when I can't give you anything any more
I hoped you would understand
but you came back with your soul empty for me to fill
you didn't know I was nothing
but an empty quill
-Hayi
YOU ARE READING
Not to fall but to rise
PoetryThis book is a collection of poetry, prose and writings that I wrote during my teenage years that describe the transition from being a teenager to becoming a young adult. The poems contain a honest experience of living, growing in a judgmental socie...
