“You like him”
“No, I don’t”
“Yes you do”
“What are you talking about”
“Have you seen the way, your eyes look at him”
“No”
“Have you seen the way your cheeks flush”
“No”
“You like him”
“Well… maybe”
“You like him”
“No, I don’t”
“Yes you do”
“What are you talking about”
“Have you seen the way, your eyes look at him”
“No”
“Have you seen the way your cheeks flush”
“No”
“You like him”
“Well… maybe”
I'm a poet, dreamer, fighter, runaway princess
In the body of a terrified girl growing into womanhood
And most of the time I hate it here
Trapped inside a glass box
I don't believe in good luck or a higher power
I try to tell myself,
Yet all I can do is scream.
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it takes strength to love,
people who have hurt you.
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i'm trying to love myself,
before I let someone else love me.
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