I look down
And realize how comfortable we have become in the way we view our sadness, our love, our friendships, our life.
Was he flexing at us? That boy on the train?
"Lol. I thought she winked at me bro!!"
Maybe if I pretend my favorite artist is in my ear, they will all leave me alone.
And I said, "no wonder we can't be poets, we have no way to reflect when we are constantly updating ourselves!"
May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 11:24 PM UTC
I look down
And realize how comfortable we have become in the way we view our sadness, our love, our friendships, our life.
Was he flexing at us? That boy on the train?
"Lol. I thought she winked at me bro!!"
Maybe if I pretend my favorite artist is in my ear, they will all leave me alone.
And I said, "no wonder we can't be poets, we have no way to reflect when we are constantly updating ourselves!"
