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...