Sonntag, 1. Juni 2008

conversations with my 13 year old self

you're angry
i know this
the world couldn't care less
you're lonely
i feel this
and you wish you were the best
no teachers
or guidance
and you always walk alone
you're crying
at night when
nobody else is home

come over here and let me hold your hand and hug you darling
i promise you that it won't always feel this bad
there are so many things i want to say to you
you're the girl i used to be
you little heartbroken thirteen year old me

(pink)

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