Few of my million daily thoughts, stories, and poems survive the battles in my head and make it to this blog.
Help me give them a louder voice.
(All poems are written by me, you can call me Zee)
When you were old
You remember being told
To keep on believing– at some point in your life
Memory so vague that you can’t seem to shake
But you forget
What to believe in
I’m here to remind you to
Believe in yourself!
Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee