FacadeA Poem by Gabriella
No knows what I think.
I'm just going to be honest, no one's really interested me. and sometimes it hurts. but I know how to manage my time. I cant see anyone loving the future person I'll be. and to me it's okay. I'd rather spend my time painting my feelings then pretending to like somebody who means nothing to me anyways. I'm 15 Growing into the person I'm meant to be. Taking a little bit of this and a little bit of that. Seeing the real world and accepting it's facts. The people I grew up with want nothing to do with me. It's okay, I learned to push away negativity. I'm kind of scared of who I'll become. I get the feeling in my lungs that nothings gonna be alright. I really wanna be on my own but the sound of being alone really terrifies me. it's crawling inside me. I don't need a man to show me my worth. They say I'll meet the love of my life at 16. But that 4 letter word has no meaning to me. © 2018 Gabriella
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