I am young and scared of nothing,
Except my mother who can occasionally be understanding
Always enchanted by the fullness of the moon,
And easily scared of the future that will come soon.
Being young and reckless
I am so close from being a heartless
Because I put my heart on the sleeve
But people always leave.
I keep on telling myself that I am not broken,
just bent,
Wishing, praying, that happiness will wait for me at the end.
But before I can find happiness from someone else's arms,
I should learn to appreciate the littlest things that keep my heart warm,
Because after all its self love that will save you,
From losing yourself to the most devilish flu.
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