my friday’s felt like monday december’s felt like may did time went on its pace or has it been 2 years

the haunted nights are mental feared every creek on the floor it’s like going to war With an invisible sword

(talking about bias opin)

a held back chrysalis bursting out it’s wings something’s that seem wrong

is not always wrong

i get all the anger, frustration, exhaustion. something’s that seem right is not always right

They paint the room with dark grey It’s been like that for years then one reflective time comes and change it all away

there’s many things i realized Like i’m too young to see Some things that cause me trauma at such little age

a held back chrysalis bursting out it’s wings something’s that seem wrong is not always wrong

Everything looks different when you’re far away something’s that seem right is not always right

i can exhale what i’ve inhaled i can close whatever that was opened i finally felt ease from something that was so hard and to think this growth happened because of quarantine

because of We had Quarantine...

Some things have gotten better and some took turn for the worse i promise, overtime you’ll gain, more perspective

it may be unexpected but the air will start to clear you’ll finally have your closure the one you cried about