The pages of my old book,
The Joy's of my present.
Hold my memories of yesterday,
I danced like nobody was watching me.
Every smile, every tear,
I treasured because it built me to date.
Every person who came my way...
I wanted to help feel better for my love was unconditional, I struggled with my insecurities and a smile that no one should notice my pain slowly sleeping into depression. every one I loved left for someone else,I hid the pain in my smile for sympathy made me vulnerable
I give not because I have but it feels good,only to be exploited by the greed in humanity,selfishness and rudeness l conformed to society losing myself to what is polluted and against my prior beliefs because i needeed me,
The me of yesterday lives to date.😔
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