Every morning I rise 6 am, almost like my body Was in tune with the sun No words said, just blinks and slow Movements As I log the smell of my breath In and out of memory Soggy blunts, cheerios,Β Β and cigarette Smoke Ironically these things seem Fresh To me I Adjust to the beams Light brakes shadows casted by the blinds A shattered portrait of my face Reflects off my palmed screen Followed by a bird in flight This is the first time I'm reminded of you.
There's this girl, that I don't know, yet I feel I relate to so much haha but she's beautiful, funny, she doesn't give a ****, she is unreal, only existing on the internet. =[