It’s tiring to be this happy.
I want to shed tears and cry out until my unheard voice is hoarse,
but I can’t even do that much for myself.
I have been stuck smiling for so longContinue Reading
It’s tiring to be this happy.
I want to shed tears and cry out until my unheard voice is hoarse,
but I can’t even do that much for myself.
I have been stuck smiling for so longContinue Reading
There’s an optimist in me that attempts to make every little bad thing seem ok.
I hand out second chances so easily in hopes that people will stay.
“You’ve hurt me once, but I’m sure you won’t do it again.”
I still have my doubts.Continue Reading