I don't care
if you're a girl who's been called a dork for being friends with books
if you're a girl who prefers to cuddle with your bedsheets
if you're a girl who prefers pajamas over dolling up
if you're a girl who paints flowers until you sick of anything that looks perfect and beautiful because you didn't think you could be one
if you're a girl who cries at night over stupid boys you imagined their potentials would someday show up
if you're a girl who think it's cringey for liking what you want just to please others
if you're a girl who's scared of eating a half-cut bread because the calories keep you awake at night
if you're a girl who finds it hard to even say "hello" because you're possessed with this anxiety that killed almost every chances of you making a friend
What I do care is
What would you do the moment you acknowledge your weaknesses
and forgive yourself
for life fresh starts
YOU ARE READING
Repetition
PoetrySometimes a cup of coffee and morning vibes won't work until you get a pinch of reality to be fully aware of ourselves, and what is truly happening outside our living bubble. Let's read one to find which line of this reality hit yours.
