I crave
a life so much greater than my own
a place far away that nobody knows
a secret that is mine alone to keep
an adventure that pulls me in so deep
to soar into the clouds so high
to be happy somewhere outside my mind
to figure out why there's a million different ways to say hello
but only a few words for goodbye
to stop myself from lying
to forbid myself from crying
and finally, lastly, a hope so pure
I crave an end to wanting more
- i suppose i ask for too much
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Big F**king Mood: A New Narrative
Non-FictionA series of thoughts, questions, lists, rants, daydreams, and confessions. TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of depression, anxiety, bullying, and sexual harassment.