zinc_kaye's Letters
Dear little me,
Things didn’t turn out as we dreamed.
So please forgive me,
Life isn’t anymore the way it once seemed.
I never wear pretty dresses we love
And I’m not built like a barbie doll.
It’s not the fairytale that we dreamt of,
And we hit harder when we fall.
Dear little me,
I broke some promises we made,
My lips speak unhealthy words.…read more