Poems from mendoza3740
Second chances, second tries, fresh opportunties.
But I'm like a broken record, there's never a new me
Keep on doing the same thing, keep...
Five minutes turned into an hour
I gave up on that make up
I let my hair loose and wild
Just to wake up at seven
I stopped with the...
The color of my skin, my hair, my eyes.
Down to every detail I need no lies.
Because I know, the mirror knows.
You best believe I’m...