The Chosen PathsA Poem by ashleydawn
I want to be the child
who creeps from her bed to lay with a flashlight completing that final chapter simply because morning is too far. Not the one who slips out the window to join her friends in the drinking games. I want to be the child who strives to be comfortable and content freely living in my own body and not the one that squeezes herself into everyone else's. I want to be the child. © 2011 ashleydawnAuthor's Note
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Added on August 16, 2011 Last Updated on August 16, 2011 |