The sun in my hair
Soaking up its rays
Wishing I will never leave these summer days
The water sounds splashing up and down
While little children jump around
Sleepless nights, beautiful sights,
Wishing I will never leave these summer nights
The sleepovers we go through
The people we all knew
Disappear over time
On these old summer nights
YOU ARE READING
Ode to All the Girls that Never Fit
PoetryTo all the girls who never felt good enough, small enough, or pretty enough... this is for you. No upload schedule, just whenever I write a poem.
