PresentA Poem by lovesadolescentI find myself torn Sometimes mindless Meaningless And yet Contemplative I wonder if life has taken on a greater meaning More profound And I haven’t found it yet I am sleeping And I am waiting to be awoken I am here to say Wake up girl. It starts now.© 2016 lovesadolescent |
AuthorlovesadolescentAboutI'm just here for the free therapy session! Slowly making sense of this mad, mad beautiful world P.S I adore feeback, criticism, love, hate, flying daggers, bouquets of roses... Just kidding a.. more..Writing
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