Poem1 min read
one unlucky girl
hesitant, strained, ashamed
how do i stop this ridiculous phase
do not know i for one no longer
power necessity and by conclusion
got betrayed
it has its own cycle the so called
metamorphosis, was made and done
by rights still gain the same mischief
cease the ordinary and come out as
original, misplaced having it for a
moment—stop being emotional
don’t make things too complicated,
what if it’s already are?