I am a monster
I am a freak
Or at least that is how I'm seen\
Nobody knows the real me
The gentle soul
No one knows
Because they can not see the true nee
Wanting to get out
Wanting to thrive
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Paper airplane Lift up higher and higher Take off Never land Upon the wind Through the trees Fly plane fly Paper airplane Made of paper chea...
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