Sunday morning thoughts
Category: Writing and Poetry
Sunday morning Thoughts I do love myself. More than that I accept myself. I work at bettering who I am every single day. But what do I do with that when it seems that my existence matters to no one else but me? Violently waving my arms in front of the faces before me begging to be seen yet they all just pass right through me. Screaming at the top of my lungs to be heard but yet I am invisible.... » Continue Reading