Poems from arianabastidas

Wanting to talk to many, yet overthinking if I am approachable. Do I look nice? Why do I always look unhappy? Maybe if I wore a different...
i never knew love it was a language foreign to me everyone around me who spoke it was in distraught and hurt from it love wasn’t a language...
Once upon a time I believed in a happily ever after Where the princess’ get the prince And the unfortunate become fortunate   Once upon a...