We all want something in this world even if we won't admit it
We keep it in never saying a word
Pinning after it hoping we won't have to admit it for it to happen.
That it will just bloom without water or sunshine
Hoping someone else will water it and all you have to do is hold on
YOU ARE READING
Unremarkable
Random-Snippets of books I may or may not write. -Poems that I wrote in the middle of the night. -I won't specify if it's a book part or poem. -Each chapter is another bit unless specified.
