On the edge of my seat,
my dreams in a fleet,
but soaring only back
to a life so discreet.
Nowhere to run
but sneakily before the sun
when all goes unnoticed
although I'll await the gun;
detective-mode
on all my clothes
will be my marriage
instead of a matching soul,
but you had your chance
and from a glance
you showed you never cared
now you wanna glue my legs from this dance?
YOU ARE READING
indoors.
PoésieWhat's a college junior to do when her young adulthood has been robbed of a rainbow of events, support, more than one tight bond, and life lessons? The birth of this collection of poetry.
