Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2017
She is shy.                                        
She is weak.                    But She is not herself. She is a different person. Called not herself. That person is a poison to her soul. It kills her. Doesn't make that her strong. It makes her weak. That soul within her. Is a demon in her. Its not her. Its the demon within her. That kills her soul. And makes her weak.
Alyssa Nichole
Written by
Alyssa Nichole  16/F/Fredericksburg, VA
(16/F/Fredericksburg, VA)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems