Poems from writingontheworld
I do not see what you see,
When I look at myself, I still see myself at 13,
Eyeliner thick and black,
Trying so hard to be a part of...
I always hated when people would look at my scars,
With a look of regret.
Giving me a look of
“I should’ve been there”
Yeah
You should’...
I am whole whithin
The hot dusty air,
Rocks rising left and right,
Everything is like fire,
Reds and oranges surround me,
Fueling my...