I just want to create something beautiful enough to help the world.
Walk with me, Take a minute to see my story, Walk with me, Let’s begin my day, One, two, three… My day begins at the end,
By Brianna Mucci6 years ago in Poets
The dark is a scary place to be, Everywhere you look; Something could be there. A complete mystery. I’m terrified of the dark,
I don’t suffer from a mental illness, In fact, I don’t suffer at all. Let’s talk about my diagnoses; “Bipolar Disorder” is a big word to grasp,