Amelia_v

I don’t understand the ways of the world,
How I should talk, 
How I should act and what I should wear.
Almost as if there are unspoken rules,
That I was never told.
But maybe that’s what makes me,
Me.

the question on my mind

why me?

crying here unable to sleep again

when all i do is try my best

why me?

numbers all a jumbled mess

when all i do is practice again and again

why me?

Here I see 

Night kiss morning 

And no art

Is more healing