Another Book on the Shelf

I'm new to letting the world understand me. Knowing who I am, my real self, is a privilege. Many aren't given the chance. I'd rather be a scattered puzzle, than another pretty face. Porcelain always seemed too fragile. Solid and heavy, from my words to my eyes, made an impression nobody forgets. I'd rather pierce... Continue Reading →

September 28, 2016 0

Deliberating

Those uneven footsteps anticipation amongst the fear; leaving home, starting new, spending money, school, all to start a family, a legacy, to find myself in this world. I've asked myself, "what next?" and I'm left not wanting to choose. Something once so easy now awaits my decision. School, I've always loved you I always will,... Continue Reading →

October 28, 2014 0