The heaviness was back Like a shadow hovering I was lonely, longing for something I was also online Scrolling through profiles It wasn’t always like
Y’know, Choosing you, Was supposed to be a delight, Something that would shed light, In the life y’all had ruled dark for me. It was
Only if I tend to think that I am invisible, But the mirror proves me wrong, The pat on the shoulder I give my friends,
I had intentionally broken her fragile heart again. She saw me kiss another woman today, And like the humble woman, She hadn’t caused any chaos,
A 19-year-old girl was sexually assaulted by seven men, among them a minor, in Palermo, Italy. According to sources, the seven men incited the bartender
Let’s set the scene 11,12,13, those darn teenage years A mirror, something to look into “When will I be enough?” A silent question Your reflection
She almost fell in love, Or maybe, she already did. There was no knowing with her really. She was sure, that nothing, Could change her
I wanted someone to listen to me and hear my thoughts. I wanted to tell you what I was grateful for and how important you
Drunk, beaten, and bruised. That was my state, The night I first met my person, The one I’ve been searching, for years. The moon wasn’t
If we’re just friends I want you to see a wall between us, Get your feelings out of my heart And don’t feel entitled to