Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2020
Everyone on the outside says I'm doing great they see the happy, wings spreading, loving person that I am becoming

They don't see the bruised heart or constant string of bad thoughts going through my head all hours of the day

I really wish I could just see the outside too

I wish I wasn't apart of the inside

And I know I'm being far too negative and ******* myself but its how I'm surviving
Delilah
Written by
Delilah  23/F/St. Louis
(23/F/St. Louis)   
62
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems