As the holidays end
school begins again.
I'm stuck with the same routine
every day, over and over.
Seeing the same people,
doing the same things
all day, every day.
But I don't worry
because I know
that when reality
becomes too much
for me to handle
and when the stress
catches up with me
and I have one panick attack after another,
I know that my escape
is right here waiting for me
to open the book.
YOU ARE READING
We are all made of Stars
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry. With my poems I express my thoughts and feelings. It is like a piece of my soul, so please appreciate it! Hope you enjoy :)
