• elisebeth 65w


    What I think of myself has always been more important than what you've thought of me.
    I have peeled away the picture you painted of me
    I've danced on the broken words you threw at my feet
    I've discovered and rediscovered my strength every time you tried shading me in the darkest corners of your mind
    I see you, you dark and insecure little being.
    Not enough courage to show your true colors but bold enough to think you know mine...