Jul 2018
Take your passions
Into your hands.
Weave them into your clothes,
Braid them into your hair,
Mold them into your very
Being.
(p.p)
Into your hands.
Weave them into your clothes,
Braid them into your hair,
Mold them into your very
Being.
(p.p)
No specific date or time for this poem. But it was the last day of high school. I thought of this poem and wrote it on the bathroom stall.
