About: Porschia

Full Name
Porschia Kaiser
I discovered myself just yesterday May I on a Wednesday? The 27th. I had read my mother's baby book The one with the bunnies. Look, all the things that I was once, but forgot. I rediscovered how hard I love It's ridiculous how deep my passion is, for people. They took and take this as weakness they took and take me for granted But I still love them, I can't help it, I love to help them. But no matter what people fear what I've got. they fear to feel it, or they say they don't know it. Its so hard to be in true love, with everyone but no one loves you back the same, the same. But everyday I would die just to protect mankind and even though they call me an angel even thought they say its hard to believe I exist my people continue to be selfish I am so happy But I cry myself to sleep for their struggle Last night I cried for myself For the first time. I discovered myself just yesterday May I on a Wednesday? The 27th I am an angel, I suffer alone. I am beautiful, I have no home. I would love all but it hurt to find There is no one of my kind I died, committed internal suicide I was revived by my people It was a blind side I had been dead so long I forgot who I was A death that lasted 11 years I was discovered by a boy who needed me So he tried to teach me how a human works I mimicked the mannerisms He fell in love. So afraid of the pain of losing me Tried to end things soon but Was dying without me. So begged for me back But the heartbreak jogged my memory The amnesia clearing, I spread my wings. They were clipped. I am an angle trapped to serve man No love like mine No companions which to confide But all can drink their fill Of my love fountain’s swill.

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