Poems from lostbeliefs
Psychologist: Why do it ... why self harm?
Me: I maintained high academic standards and success at the expense of my own blood being...
Hands so small the concept of life is not capable of being grasped
Mind so naive confusion is bliss and bliss is bliss
Heart so new love...
Mother! Does the dark go with the lights? Can I mix the black and the whites? Do I use tide or gain? Does it matter ... I mean does it not...