I am..
I am mysertious.
A girl with multiple tales to tell,
and nobody to listen to them.
Someone who created walls
from the evil outside.
To promise,
to protect,
to cherish,
what little she has left
of a peroson that use to be her
Now I stand strong and void
of feelings.
Who am I?
A girl that is known as
mysterious and still
trying to make something
of what's left of her too.
This poem is about:
Me