I hear my mom switch on the mixer at 6:20 every morning. She thinks, someday I'll grow up and do the same for someone else too.But she doesn't know that I'm only human because they want me to be,I've no interest in being stuck in this body for long. Long before I turned 17,I had realised that I needed to get away, and its funny how I always searched for reasons why.But now that I finally have a good enough reason, I just want to drift away,away from everyone I've ever dissapointed,ever loved,ever known.
YOU ARE READING
meet me in the afterglow
Poetry~white flowers and love letters you say I'm yours forever but it don't feel romantic somehow~
