You Don't Know Me
I’m built from broken pieces on scaffolds
I’ve thrived in the abyss of unkind uncertainties
I’ve walked upon shining floors of planted knifes
I’ve recovered from hits of elbows in handshakes Continue Reading
I’m built from broken pieces on scaffolds
I’ve thrived in the abyss of unkind uncertainties
I’ve walked upon shining floors of planted knifes
I’ve recovered from hits of elbows in handshakes Continue Reading
You betrayed yourself. You never loved yourself. Wait, babe. I am not saying you’re stupid, but I’m asking you why didn’t you doubt me for a second? How could you be eager, without anxiety, knowing that I am human just like you? One who errs? Continue Reading