I close my eyes
pikit mata
and except my reality
I want a clear head
and the ability to
forgive and forget
I want coastal drives
and earl grey tea
at 8 a.m. on a
wednesday morning
I want to be free
from past mistakes
and escape my
lapse of judgement
I want you
in every way
but somehow
I have to
want myself
Nov 28, 2016
Nov 28, 2016 at 4:39 PM UTC
I close my eyes
pikit mata
and except my reality
I want a clear head
and the ability to
forgive and forget
I want coastal drives
and earl grey tea
at 8 a.m. on a
wednesday morning
I want to be free
from past mistakes
and escape my
lapse of judgement
I want you
in every way
but somehow
I have to
want myself
h.w.
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