Lately been wanting to go on drives.
But my mom works all the time.
My step dad has been working. Not like I'd drive with him anyway.
I'm tired of being stuck in this fricking house. I just want to get out. Go to the mall. Get my toes done. Like every teenager. But I'm sitting here in baseball shorts. Staring at a screen 24/7.
YOU ARE READING
Ocean of Thoughts
PoetryThis is my second poetry book started on February 9, 2017. Ended April 29, 2017. Who knows what's in store.
