young_msc
About Me
A young missy seeking to be masked perfectly,
I read to bury, I write as a hobby.
A young missy stuck in the bittersweet reality,
Perfectly flawed, caged in insecurities.
Masked in orange, filled with blue
Rainbow colored in shut eyes,
Darkened gray smoke when wide-eyed.
A small screen in the midst of the dark,
My own Narnia from which would never come back.
A young missy imagines to forget
Semi-colons for stories that are yet to end.