Sep 2013
im like a dandelion
im waiting for someone, anyone
to pick me up
and scatter parts of me everywhere
so that someone, somewhere
will pick me up
and mend me
make me whole again
make me feel alive.
im waiting for someone, anyone
to pick me up
and scatter parts of me everywhere
so that someone, somewhere
will pick me up
and mend me
make me whole again
make me feel alive.
