Hope Sanders
New member
People see they exterior.
When they see my exterior.
They see braveness.
They see boldness.
They see no tears.
No rips.
They see a perfect person.
But they cant see my interior.
And its just my luck.
My interior is complete opposite.
I'm scared.
I'm crying.
I'm dying.
I wish I was my exterior.
But the truth is I'm perfectly imperfect.
When they see my exterior.
They see braveness.
They see boldness.
They see no tears.
No rips.
They see a perfect person.
But they cant see my interior.
And its just my luck.
My interior is complete opposite.
I'm scared.
I'm crying.
I'm dying.
I wish I was my exterior.
But the truth is I'm perfectly imperfect.