I Want To Be A Poet. I

What Is It In Us That Makes Us Feel The Need To Keep Pretending... We Gotta Let Ourselves Be.

I'm A Smart Girl. There Are Decisions That I Make For Reasons, And The Most Important Thing Is That My Son Is Happy And He Always Will Be. He's Surrounded By Love.

I Stray Away From Formulaic, The Formatted.

My Emotions Overload Because There Is No Hand To Hold, There’s No Shoulder Here To Lean On; I’m Walking All On My Own.

The Real Beauty - Inside, It Comes From The Heart, Where Love Lives. If Not, Even The Most Common Facial Features Can Not Hide The Emptiness, Which Eventually Pushes People.