Today i'm a little lost
Feeling like such a mess
i want to stop everything
and put on a summer dress
I want to be surrounded.
by the jingles of my keys
I want black and white old photographs
I want to be at ease
I want the comforts of creation
Flowing from my pen
Never ceasing to define me,
Forever madeline
I want my books beside me
I want to feel each word
I want the things I know not of
That keep my mind absurd
i want to write a brand new world
and make it of my heart
but today I have to turn away
and scholastically depart
Saturday, February 23, 2008
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