Welcome to a New World
She’s heaven sent
On her way she digs up her inner Ana Gabriel
And performs at the best venue.. the bathroom
She’s sweet
Call her the female emperor penguin, the way she takes care of her children
Waiting for them to sprout and shine
Accepting the sad truth, that soon enough her duty is almost over
But everyday the sky is blue I scream I love you
She’s the Tom to my Jerry
A mother’s love is forever
The brain never rests.. aside from when our time does come but that’s not the focus for now. This beautiful and unfathomable brain of mine’s has its weird habits. It occurs out of nowhere, out of the blue. I land in this wicked recollection. Embarrassed. Like that one time I couldn’t unlock the door to MY own house while a mob of civilians stared at me. Or the fact that old friends/associates have individual ideas of who I was and that notion remains with them. And I can’t inform them on how much I’ve matured since then. I’m different now. I’m erratic and I can’t take full control of how I’m viewed. I wish I could break free from all awkward situations as well as flee from others’ disfavored memories of me. However if this were to come true life would become bland, all memories add a little flavor.
Life can be beautiful and hurtful. Change can be beautiful and hurtful. I cherish all my current and past friendships because they’ve influenced my principles and mainly my character. I’ve parted ways with a few friends during hs, which was unexpected because we’ve been inseparable since 6th grade. But that just means we’re all spreading the wings we were suppressing.
Accept Life
Accept Change
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