She always lived in a dreamland,
Never planned anything beforehand.
A book in hand,
Didn't notice anything other than that.
Wanted to persue her dream,
But every chain was holding her still.
Was it so difficult to understand?
She couldn't see, their minds were barren land.
Oh god, why can't I do what I want?
Losing everything she had was not far.
She didn't want to be ordinary,
Why couldn't they all see?
She wanted to create lives with her writing,
Got her life written for her, oh the irony.
It was a difficult choice indeed,
Her dreams,her passion, or her families expectations?
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And one more! Doesn't 12th grade suck? It does for me atleast. Senior year is doing me no good honestly. There is so much to do, and so little time!! Am freaking out!
Till next time.
Love,
S <3
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INDICIUM
PoetryIt's a random set of writings which include both poems and stories. Everyone will find something for themselves. Welcome to my head ;) love, S❤ p.s: if you're wondering what "Indicium" means, it means 'a sign or indication'. It has a deeper meaning...
