| Creative writing story The world'n me Sophia Komor |
about the world
and my place in it
if there is one
reserved for me.
I had been denied
when I was little
fooled everyone around
pretending to be unhurtable
while bleeding to death on the inside.
Hurt myself
lots and lots of times
still doing so
rejecting everyone who
means to be nice and
gets close - too close?
I realized that's not the way
to lead a life
destined to be a happy one.
And now I'm learning.
The sunset gets brighter.
I am a child again learning
to make friends.
Learning to get hurt and
recover again.