I want to stay
still a child
wild and free
with windows down
wind in my hair
and in my bones
the scent of life
all around me
with music in my head
and in the car full blast
like oxygen to me
YOU ARE READING
Words for the Contradictions
Puisi"Here's to all the living, breathing contradictions trying to fit into a world that hates them affectionately and loves them indifferently."~unknown
