Hey you,
It's me
I'm calling from 2019
But you're still in 2018
I'm 26
And you're 25
I'm the evidence of perseverance
While you're still finding a reason to wake up
I'm shouting as loud as I can from a year away
You're shutting out all you can with janky earbuds
That's ok, though
I'll just keep calling
I'll stay seated on the horizon
Just remember
Every once in a while
Tune out
And look up
YOU ARE READING
Musings of the One Percent
PoetryThis inside the mind of a female INFJ. Proceed with caution.