China ~ poem πŸ’›

Hullo lovelies!

I hope you’re all well! I’m currently sat in the airport waiting to fly to France, so I thought I’d read some of my poetry that I have on my phone, and this one stood out! So I thought I’d share it πŸ’›

I constantly wonder

Why one persons opinion

Can matter so much to me.

It’s like I’m a piece of china

And without careful handling

I’ll shatter.

Then, you’ll brush me under the carpet

Forgetting I ever existed

While I remain in pieces

Never good enough for you

Until someone moves the carpet

And puts me back together

They’ll look after me

And I won’t shatter.

But I’ll never forget you

And the way you held me.

Hope you have a wonderful weekend!

Love, Kirsty ox

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