She touched her
rough hands
wondering was it ever
soft enough
to make others feel
the warmth
always wanting to hold others
and to be held,
always seeking the sunshine
the light which was absent
in her
she needed something
someone,
to hold on to
for once she wanted to be treated
like the girl she was
she wanted to be found.
idk what i just wrote🤐
well how y'all doing?
