I am me

January 18, 2018
I am intelligent while lost in the sea of chaos.
I am a girl with a curious mind and arms filled to the brim with knowledge of a spine.
I am the leaves rustling beneath your feet and the wolf once howling in the breeze at a forgotten moon.
I am the tree once filled with so much innocence only to be chopped down in the ways of society.
I am the music beneath the broken fingertips and fiery passion of a lost soul bent to far back.
I am the back you see once you put me away with your words of hatred and frustration.
I am beautiful; old architecture that if you might touch. I might just crumble.
I am the girl who has yet to see the beauty in the broken world.





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