I am an empty room

With vibrant stained glass

I am a sweet perfume

Whose fragrance never lasts




Take me for what I am

Or don’t take me at all

Cause I don’t give a darn

On what you call perfect



I am a kaleidoscope

A color wheel

I confuse falsities and fantasies

with all that is real


I am a tragic wreck

Without a great collision

My thoughts, my doubts

Are beyond the worlds’




I am a lost girl

Trying to find neverland

Hoping that within this world

There is a grander plan



I am a photograph

Of black and white

I am a great visionary

That is losing her sight


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