Feb 2021
My math teacher leaves the door open
All year round
And I can feel the breeze in my hair
While I write my equations
And I can’t help but smile behind my mask
Because this is the freest I’ve felt
Since I decided I was grown
And didn’t need to enjoy the things
That a child enjoys
Yet here I am, so overzealous
Because the wind sings so beautifully
And I can enjoy it to my heart’s content
All year round
And I can feel the breeze in my hair
While I write my equations
And I can’t help but smile behind my mask
Because this is the freest I’ve felt
Since I decided I was grown
And didn’t need to enjoy the things
That a child enjoys
Yet here I am, so overzealous
Because the wind sings so beautifully
And I can enjoy it to my heart’s content
Fu** your opinion- I'm gonna enjoy the little things til my heart stops beating, and you can't stop me. I've already left the room,- flown away with the wind's melody.
