Promise
We’re all different behind a camera…but it’s still us… some how.

analyzed my layers
Looked into the subtle portions that make it whole
Found the human buried under cynical looms
A prepared lense sculpts the foundation of every grimise thought and howl
I’ll change soon
I promise…
Now I’m writing this to fill the dumb quota that just feels like a limitation on creativity….but yet here I am writing this to follow orders that I don’t believe in, if that’s not submition I don’t know what is. But fuck it I’ll do whatever I have to do to get my words out there. A lot of my poems are unorthodox, I think that’s okay.
About the Creator
Deliyah
Expressing experience for me is writing. Writing poetry, writing journal entries, little quotes on bathroom stalls, memoirs and some day a book or two. Im here to talk about the world the way I listen to it. Hopefully it speaks to someone


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