Big girls don’t cry, but yet, they do
Why are there labels for me and you?
The pain in our hearts no longer obtains a limit
Little by little, how can we understand it?
The struggles that...
They know nothing
Not anything
Never a thing
Never a word
A voice
A sound
A whisper in the night
A scream on the wind
Not even the hush of night
No
Never does madness reach them
Never do the...
These past few months, I’ve been impatiently counting down the days I have left in this school. With each passing day, I grow more tired of the monotonous drone of classes;...