"How are you so calm?" they asked.
"It's natural," she lied.
"How are you always calm like a cucumber?" they asked.
No one sees the storms and earthquakes inside me, she thought to herself.
She is an outcast. She finds it easier to express what she feels in the form of writing. Whether it is poems... More
"How are you so calm?" they asked.
"It's natural," she lied.
"How are you always calm like a cucumber?" they asked.
No one sees the storms and earthquakes inside me, she thought to herself.