Tell me if you can relate.
They called her stargazer. Not because her freckles made constellations on her skin...
Sometimes being a dreamer isn't all it's cracked up to be. There's a dark side full of disappointment, mixed-up priorities, and the immense pressure and expectations.
Summer days, and summer nights, laced together in drunken stupor.
I feel like a lot of us were like this as kids, or maybe it's just me! anyways, hope you enjoy!
A poem, that makes me reflect as a person and who I believe to be.
They called her stargazer. Not because her freckles made constellations on her skin...
Sometimes being a dreamer isn't all it's cracked up to be. There's a dark side full of disappointment, mixed-up priorities, and the immense pressure and expectations.
Summer days, and summer nights, laced together in drunken stupor.
I feel like a lot of us were like this as kids, or maybe it's just me! anyways, hope you enjoy!
A poem, that makes me reflect as a person and who I believe to be.