Monthly Archives: April 2019

Je dirai : « C’est bien fait pour toi. »

You made your bed long ago but you’re just sitting on it Because running from your shadow made you realise you’re not as fast as you think And red flags merely look pale pink when you refuse to take off those rose tinted glasses So shattering glass ceilings still left you with Forever Ongoing Debris


Yes I cried, but only that day. No, I won’t cry anymore. Let the girls down. One day it will be you that will bleed.