My memories archive has just been found by you who knows much about life
Life is a bed of roses ; they said
but the roses have beautiful thorns in it
when you see my smile , smile also
when you see me sad , be sad with me
and when you see me freak over little things,
just be with me at that moment
because what comes next
will be a delusion of my feelings
untrue ,unsaid ,perplexed ,contrary to what I am ,who I am and what I was
and so if you were given the opportunity to have a look at my past memories
take a look at every page as a history of growth and flux.
©gracious4
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