you are calm and reposed,
let your beauty unfold.
pale white like the skin
stretched over your bones.
Spring is approaching very fast.
I'm exctied, it is my favorite season.
I love the 70 degree weather and the leaves on the trees.
The tulips are my favorite.
I never want summer to come because that will mean I am a senior and I don't want that at all.
I know no matter how much I want to be successful, I will never make anything of myself.
I haven't expierenced the full high school feeling yet, especially this year.
I want to have sleepovers and movies.
I want dance parties and 80's music.
I just want to be around my friends as much as I can.
you are second hand smoke.
you are so fragile and thin,
standing trial for your sins.
holding on to yourself the best you can.
you are the smell before rain,
you are the blood in my veins.