Every Morning I iron my wrinkles. I greet and help strangers. I float like a leaf trying to pin point where it is most accurate for it to land.
Sometimes,
Most times.
I overlook the fact I'm floating. I forget to remember what its like to always be touching ground. You grow selfish and arrogant. You grow ideas in your head and you sink into them. But you grow.
Regardless if its sideways or vertical. Grow. Live.
Leave something for another selfish ******* to love.
Nov 15, 2016
Nov 15, 2016 at 12:18 PM UTC
Every Morning I iron my wrinkles. I greet and help strangers. I float like a leaf trying to pin point where it is most accurate for it to land.
Sometimes,
Most times.
I overlook the fact I'm floating. I forget to remember what its like to always be touching ground. You grow selfish and arrogant. You grow ideas in your head and you sink into them. But you grow.
Regardless if its sideways or vertical. Grow. Live.
Leave something for another selfish ******* to love.
