![]() Out of styleA Poem by Midnight.Sun![]() The feeling that I get when I am thinking about my experiences 5-4 years ago mixed with something I experience today![]()
I was always out of style
Always late to trends I thought I was unique and smiled Until I really lost myself I understood what I did wrong And why I always felt alone Why people looked at me and smiled But never really came to talk Cause my style was ugly And my style was weird I never had something to offer To myself or to my friends Cause I was always out of fashion And I was always late to trends I never knew what went together Or how to match the colors well © 2020 Midnight.Sun |
StatsAuthor![]() Midnight.SunAboutHello! My name is Saule and I am 18yo. I started writing poems as a coping mechanism. They help me say something I can't say face to face to somebody more..Writing
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