_+.ME
heart I’m free flowing wordsbreaking in two
I would say I’m simple in
a complicated way
head strong
anxious
messy
I can’t cry
I care too much or
maybe not enough
I make wishes and
pray for mistakes
but never to God
I write poetry in the
margins and
find four-leaf clovers
I hide in the pages
of books and always
have to give the last word
I see potential in everyone
I want to make a difference
I’m full of mistakes,
and last chances
I keep dictionaries at my side
and want to believe in something
anything, really
and if you stay around long enough
I’ll spill my heart... heart
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( I hope I didn't late )