Is It okay to think for myself? Is it okay to be who i want? Is it okay to choose my own book of the shelf? But i'm guessing that i can't Because you've taught me how to think Not for myself but for you You've taught me who i am Not me but you You've told me creativity is good But then showed me what i did wrong You've told me to think for myself Then gave me a topic to follow You told me to think outside the box Then gave me a rubric so hollow
There's a comforting feeling, seeing that number on my phone, feeling that panic, closing my eyes quickly and making a wish, that I know won't come true.
it’s crazy how superstition works any belief, sometimes even religion can make you go completely bezerk
it’s 23.10hrs in the night i’m lying here and thinking it’s really, nearly time ironic how I write this for my mother always told me it'll only come true if you keep it a secret
but, I just have to write this and pray that you see it
It’s 23.11 in the depths of the night I wish you were here.