Songs and music are strange, unearthly things.
It only takes one of them to bring back too many memories.
Walking around Harvard park
When I was a child.
My old dance studio,
And the girls I friended there.
All of the people who have come and gone.
YOU ARE READING
My Random Thoughts
Poetrycompletely random things going on in my life that i need to express - mostly in poetry form (I'm slowly editing and adding poems. I made a majority of these when I was in middle school and had no clue what I was doing. Sorry for that.)
