• nonamestylez 23w


    She was weird.
    So different.
    She spoke of unicorns and aliens.
    She had imaginary best friends.

    She was passion
    A flame.
    She was rhythm an unusual vibe
    Her voice was a melody.

    She moved gracefully
    A dancer.
    She smiled with love,
    For hate was too much of a pain for her to bear.

    She had transparent eyes
    A window to her soul.
    She had scars, Beautiful flaws.
    She was a misfit, an outlaw.