Stardom
Did I ever shoot my shot? or do I keep estimating possible wages?
I can't say I failed, but I had a lot of chances...
Before I got to college, I had some sky-high wishes.
I wish, I wish, I wish—I can't reach my own branches.
From my roots, I look up to the stars.
The clouds prominence looks like bars—
Curvy, but a hindrance to my late night show.
I can't pick up or figure out the last flow.
It covered my strong point, or am I just projecting?
To avoid blaming myself and getting used to hurting.
Once a dreamer, I never picked hobbies at random.
Lost in a trance, farewell stardom.
rei
Sun, Aug 4 12:11 AM
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Expressing sentiments
PoetryRecords of my very own thoughts, stories, poems, etc. that had been piling up on my notes for far too long. If you don't have anything to do, you can read FF. sentiments for fun. I made this to serve as a storage space or a destination for everythin...
