Stop reading me like paper. I feel uncomfortable and weak when you pick me up like a book. Stop pointing out my ticks and minor twitches. They arent for your eyes.
Stop digging deeper than everyone else, I’ve hidden myself deeper than an unknown sea. I’m not any treasure. Not a pearl or red ruby. But rather a cold stone, leave me be. Let me thrive alone.
Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 1:33 AM UTC
Stop reading me like paper. I feel uncomfortable and weak when you pick me up like a book. Stop pointing out my ticks and minor twitches. They arent for your eyes.
Stop digging deeper than everyone else, I’ve hidden myself deeper than an unknown sea. I’m not any treasure. Not a pearl or red ruby. But rather a cold stone, leave me be. Let me thrive alone.
