In a crowded room,
My eyes were fixated on you.
You wore that red shirt and that crystal clear glasses of yours.
Your smile brought color to my awful look.
-- hoping you'd notice me too.
YOU ARE READING
Metanoia
Poetrya poetry book about dealing with one's mental health. this book has 3 parts: delicate heart, restoration and metanoia. the rest is for you to read. this is metanoia, the transformation of one's soul. genre: poetry language: english
