Poems from Myrcele
This person I don't realize, who is she? Looking in to a mirror she seems real. Who is she really? She is like glass I can see right...
They say words speak life, What do do you do if your world come back and bite you in the back.
Do you keep your head up? Do you give up?...
Silent as A butterfly...
Swiftly making my move.
You ask me who am I.
For I am not defined.
For I have no voice.
Indeed you are right.
If...
I write things down. Although I can remember them. When I look them over in the future It provides a lesson that I can never fall back in...
I feel like a lonely striped sweater. Lost in the lost in found. I feel like a cinderella seeking to be free. But i can find any room to...