Earth shattering,

At the last moment.

Falling on my feet.

I'm not broken. I only feel like I am.

You can't fix the person I have become.

Something or someone will come again including you.

To rip my soul turning me into a ghost.

You can't fix me.

Trying to break apart pieces that are already put in place.

It seems all people ever do is use my past against me.

It's like nothing I say even matters.

Staring straight up an nothing yet I see myself staring back at me.

Yet she looks nothing like me at all.

Just a doll in their hands.

Why do I desperately care what they think of me?

It's as if I'm not allowed to make my own mistake.

Trapped in a life with high stakes.

Then I realized, I'm the earthquake. 🌏

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I hope everyone has a great day!!

Till next time,
-Miss Yanxiet :)