I have stopped putting up walls,
Waiting for someone to take them down.
I don't need someone else to know me,
Because the only one that really needs to know,
Is the one I see staring back at me in the mirror.
It's not who I was,
It's not who I will be,
Or what the world sees.
The person,
I don't even know,
Inside and out,
I see.
How can I love when,
I don't know,
Who's giving it?
How can I hope when,
Honestly,
I don't know,
What light I am hoping for.
I stopped putting up walls,
Waiting for someone to take them down.
I'm the one taking to this castle down.
That lovely, homely place.
That I don't need anymore.
Because I don't know who to look after.
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The Damning Of My Poet Soul
PoetryAnd all it took was one neat paragraph in pen. Enjoy some small teen me starting from like 2016 to like idk late 2018 I think early2019 I'm doing some rereading and retitling cuz numbers idk Thank you readers for over 4k reads. like is it good tho...
