the best teacher is your experience
we cannot nurture others from a dry spell
selfcare is not selfish
she wept because she was an empath
a sponge that always felt the need to heal
than she started to walk the road lonely
always left dry
so she built walls and mountains
and in order to be in
you needed to be it
she always knew
from the smile of your smirk
fake trends
she followed her own scent
I never needed to be liked
but I was always loved
and if I felt comfortable
id be loving too