I’m Dangerous,
Why is loving me hard?,
Why isn’t loving me so true?,
And yet in these rooms,
I think to myself?,
What could I do?,
What could I be?,
Such questions ponder my mind,
Underneath my smile lays a broken girl in disguise,
Even in the nights when I’m deep in my grind,
Inside I’m caged,
Outside I’m fine,
Can these broken wings learn to…read more