(POETRY BOOK 2)
SILENCE AND SECRETS.
The race of sperms, a baby born.
The race for marks, a scholar won.
A race of humans, our humanity lost.
A collection of thoughts that of a fool.
A lost soul, to be found who refused.
And of all the things in the universe bound,
May you see the light and the dark,
The wrong and the right,
Her tears and her smiles,
Her truth and her lies.
So come on, one and all
For what's hers, is all yours.
And will It make sense at all?
Well, maybe...maybe not?
Because who knows when the stars cross.
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A/N:: I wrote this book when I was a teen going through a series of bad changes, loneliness, depression and anxiety...it was a very cynical time for me really.
A misfit trying to find where she fits in this world, realising her value and worth and learning the concept of self love and more.
Sooo...it's cringy but it gets better. Not really.
But you've been warned tho.
Ok Bye.
Most of this is sad, any TW will be at the start of them
I'm a 17 y/o just wanting to share some of my poetry with people other than my friends :]
(Also feel free to comment any tips and how I could improve on my writing!)