Who you are

by emmahernndez

Your words are cold

Your heart is not.

Remain the silence

stare, analyze, listen.

You'll find tenderness where

everybody else find harshness

You will discover the beauty

in a place in which people enjoy hiding it.

Because people like destroying.

People like committing mistakes because being human is the right excuse to make them

But reprissing her or anybody else's soul is not

quite the right answer.