I sat on the floor;
my legs against my chest,
chin resting on my knees,
biting his lower lip upper
Fingers crossed against each other ...
I sighed, rolled his eyes and began to wonder.
im already sixteen years is still so hard to hold back tears.
hours im sixteen years my world is still surrounded by silly fears.
I still watch the stars twinkle and ask if,
nor eyes for a period of time that each color is full of rain.
indulge in the pleasures seem stupid to other shallow
and drown in endless dream to have such wonderful destinations.
im sixteen ...
These thoughts are worthy of time?
do not deserve to be welcomed whenever they try to visit my mind?
I deserve these fantasies that would undoubtedly be brought to life, but not on mine?
superficiality is a sin?
I am not guilty.
Joy is a mistake?
I have no regrets.
Being a child
is not stupid.
I created this to share reality with optimism;
breathed life with joy
and greatest hits
I am more than proud to share
are upshots of my frivolity,
fruit of incomparable sweetness resulting from equally delicious roots, my whole. ^ _ ^
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