Poems from cissacecejo
Who am I behind the dye?
When you take away the acne
If you can look past the watery eyes
I am the girl that tries until the end.
The one...
If insecurity is just a fear,
And hate is just a word.
If slander is just a lie,
And pain is just a weakness.
If depression is voluntary,...
I'm tired of saying words no one ever hears,
Since it seems my words get lost in such a small space.
I'm tired of crying and no one sees...