My relationship with words is confusing.
I adore crafting sentences with flow and syntax,
And try to understand the science behind
impactful works of literature.
Somehow I always feel limited-
Like words will launch me to the stars,
But the vastness of the galaxy will
Forever remain a mystery.
In some capacity, I'll permanently be restricted.
There's always more to say, less to say
And better ways to say it.
It's marvelous and simultaneously awful.
I will continue to chase perfect sentences like a
A mutt chases its tail.
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Poesie"I believe that maturity isn't dependent on age, But rather the severity of the trials the mind and heart have undergone." Growing up comes with so many challenges that can be uncomfortable and confusing. We're all thrown into the ocean and expec...
