I hear the whispers and all i think is
Why im not good enough?
Why im not complete?
What did i do to make them feel this way?
To hate me?
To feel rage?
All i do is i stay below
Try to keep calm with my head down low
I take the words
Their lethal blow
And feel the sadness
From head,
To toe
YOU ARE READING
Stars
PoetryIt was written in the stars. Just a young girl trying to find her way of creating her art. These poems will be of love, of tragedy, of dreams, of life.
