Today,
the pages and the books are speaking,
and the words they dance!
each letter is a different birds beak,
i lie down on my back,
i listen to mac demarco,
i look up at the sky,
It looks like i’m going to start catcher in the rye,
but wait! my reading list is already too long!
oh what a sad thing, i wish each book was a page long,
the bold fonts, those italics, and those mighty words,
flabbergasted, benevolence,
(i swear dead poets society is affecting me)
not like a drug, actually, but like a drug, but oh let it be!
the curtains, the blue flower and the pink feather,
oh look, conan gray is playing, i love heather!
someone take my headphones away,
let me run in the wind and sway
(and also)
i feel like i should live.
there’s so much to see and so many things to do,
For example; lana del rey (i might have stolen one of her lyrics)
but that’s the power of music, beautiful rhythmics,
poetry helps me, not to sleep at night,
but to chase down that light.
oh yesterday, today, and tomorrow,
i’ll take a bet, each day a magnificent motto,
never fade away, (words cannot describe how much i love this quote)
it might be by a dude who tries to suicide bomb a corporation, IN A GAME, but a castle always stands behind a moat.
i feel like i’m happy,
that i’m living,
that life is sunshine and rainbows,
that each day brings a new story,
each night lifting
a new gem
in my mind’s quarry
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