Pretending Hurts — POEM 𝒃𝒚 Fiana Winata
Can you look in the blurry mirror?
Even though you’ve conditioned your eyesight,
Fumbling through the long blur,
Sometimes you fall because of your gaze.
Can you look in the blurry mirror?
Even though you’ve conditioned your eyesight,
Fumbling through the long blur,
Sometimes you fall because of your gaze.