sunny daysA Poem by Lea Brost
You can be confident, and still be insecure. Its the days. Its the sunny, warm days where you feel your best. You go out side, you enjoy life. And then its the gloomy days, cold, musty days where you are at your worst. You isolate yourself in your room, you are sad. You hate your self. You hate the way you look. You hate your body, your family, your friends. But then the thing that gets me every time.. Is when its a sunny, warm day, and you are at your worst still.
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Added on July 14, 2015 Last Updated on July 14, 2015 |