cnanna18

“You break the rules of beautiful”

cnanna18

“she folded her life like origami, 
          made what was large into something so small, 
          bending and creasing her edges, 
          until she filled almost no room at all, 
          she’d learn’t to always say sorry,
          that she was a burden for taking up space,
          and so into herself she was folded,
          locked in her own suffocating embrace,
          the world tore at all of her edges,
          once sharp corners had started to fray,
          now so tiny that nobody noticed,
          as she slowly began to decay,
          reduced just to ashes of moments,
          the wind swept her up off the floor,
          and her pieces were scattered into places,
          she’d dared not to inhabit before,
          as her eyes took in all of the beauty,
          the world which she’d lived life deprived,
          she’d learn’t there’s no need to say sorry,
          taking up space simply means you’re alive”
          
          ~e.h

cnanna18

i’m just a girl.
          
          i love being called pretty, but i’ll never believe it. i’m not always right, but i hate to admit i’m wrong. i’m almost always smiling, but it’s not always real. i can be read like an open book, but hide so much. i work hard at things, but don’t always get what i deserve. 
          
          i’m just a girl.