The world outside my headphones-
Is so loud and crazy
So I'll just stay here,
And control what I hear,
And mute the sticks and stones out
YOU ARE READING
I'm Starting To Think...
Poetry...that everything can come together. It can tell us what we are. It can tell us what the meaning of everything is... If you just smile, You'll see the whole world. Now just smile. {Warning: Old. Bad. Old+Bad= Very bad.}
