Much than the stars infatuate at nights Does her dark skin through the lattice of her top We bereave the nights Instead we sneak peak under the sun There ,she achieves utmost pitch in giggles I trail ,fall and then fail
So sick of seeing familiar faces So done with this whole joke. So tired of the same old places And these memories so broke.
Well you told me it'd get better You sang it to me in rhyme. But words can't make life sweeter And I'm just stuck in time.
My plastic smiles have faded My hope vanished somewhere. The only option left is to run To I don't know where.
Running away from myself While trying to reach this goal Never running fast enough To escape out of this hole.
So tell her sorry for me The little girl with so many dreams, She just wanted to touch the stars And not be so broken at the seams...
Part 1 sneak peak (unedited version) of my new lyrical journey collection "Destination: Life". I dug up pieces of this believe it or not from middle-school me and decided to edit it and make it into a great collection. Please leave criticism, advice, ideas, or just stop by to say hi in the comments.