Little Miss Understood
No one knows her like I do
They don't know her story like I do
They don't know how deep her cuts go
They don't know her beautiful wonderful heart like I do
They don't know her cuts and scars like I do
I know her real story, not the one she tells everyone
I know her real smile
I know when something is wrong
I know the real her beyond the brokenness
But it wasn't broken it was fixable
I was the real one that needed to fix it
1/7/15
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoesíaWell you see I'm a girl that was alway quiet but I found my voice when I found you. I found writing. I stared to write more. I hope you guys are inspired by my poems and my beautiful mind! "My heart was the target and he had an arrow." ~Arrowheartpo...
