*They say the limit is the sky,
But for a girl who's shy,
The mind is the limit.
Everything happens in it.
Nothing leaves except a few lucky thoughts,
Papers hear her scream in dots,
And they embrace her words
Because its only on the pages that she let's them free like birds.
She hears her heart beating when she stands in a crowd,
Wishing she lived in a cloud,
All alone with the stars in the night,
But her mind is right when it thinks her future is bright*.
Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 3:03 AM UTC
*They say the limit is the sky,
But for a girl who's shy,
The mind is the limit.
Everything happens in it.
Nothing leaves except a few lucky thoughts,
Papers hear her scream in dots,
And they embrace her words
Because its only on the pages that she let's them free like birds.
She hears her heart beating when she stands in a crowd,
Wishing she lived in a cloud,
All alone with the stars in the night,
But her mind is right when it thinks her future is bright*.
