They tinted my black and white life with their splashes of color. You were the artist and I was your canvas. I wasn't asking for it, but sometimes you don't need to. You don't Need to verbally communicate in order for people to understand what you require. They can sense it. My life became colorful again. I slowly started to fall in love with life again.
Thanks to you.
YOU ARE READING
I'm not trying to save us anymore
Poetrythis is a story about a teenage girl thats fed up about everything in her life. she tries to escape, but does it really work out ? Some poem type stuff I wrote. I hope you enjoy <3
