my reflection …

i stare at my reflection unable to see what did i dream of what did i desire to be why was that smile so wide that look so innocent did i know then that my path would be so different why were things forced upon me by others well intentions why did i grow up … Continue reading my reflection …

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it still beats …

it was never about you it was alway about them their needs, their wants, their desires i know it hurts i know you feel so cold so empty so alone like your heart isn’t even in there but truth is it is it still beats just not for them they couldn’t handle your unique kind … Continue reading it still beats …

i wonder …

i wonder had we met under different circumstances maybe our lives would have intertwined but had they intertwined then would we be who we are now … if we met then, we certainly wouldn’t be now