there are decisions we make
that crumble as soon as our
lips speak the words and
our brains process the thought
flowers crumple between our
thought process and rationality
because we are too quick
to think we are right
i am wrong and i cannot
continue to believe otherwise
or i will mould myself into
a ghost haunting your dreams
i am only the girl that
made her mistakes and
turned into a figure full
of doubt and a heart full of lust
