You were like the sun
peaking out on the horizon
on a dark and dreary winter day
when kids meandered outside
hoping to play.
Winter was cold and crisp
but you made it bearable.
CZYTASZ
Too much, too little, or never enough.
PoezjaA collection of poetry written in reflection of a girl who is always labeled as too much, too little, or just never enough. When I struggled deeply through my depression I used my writing as an outlet, and it has helped immensely.
sunshine
You were like the sun
peaking out on the horizon
on a dark and dreary winter day
when kids meandered outside
hoping to play.
Winter was cold and crisp
but you made it bearable.
