Sitting in a room full of chatter
Of life and love
Of laughter
Of music and cheering
Where everyone's troubles seem to be disappearing
There is a corner of the room
Where a wistful young girl finds her solitude
Thinking thoughts of far off places
Of different names
And different faces
She dreams a dream with eyes wide open
Watching clouds pass live words left unspoken
A quiet place she finds in her head
Having no needs for word that are said
- if only spoken words weren't so important
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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.
