I am no poet.
just a lost girl expressing her word.
and sometimes wondering weather or not,
I belong in this world.
with cold shaking hands,
I find it had to stand.
this world is so cruel.
why can't it just be me & you?
I am no poet.
but, here I am
waiting for you.
I'll give you a hand.
May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 3:04 PM UTC
I am no poet.
just a lost girl expressing her word.
and sometimes wondering weather or not,
I belong in this world.
with cold shaking hands,
I find it had to stand.
this world is so cruel.
why can't it just be me & you?
I am no poet.
but, here I am
waiting for you.
I'll give you a hand.
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