I am not a prize, nor to be praised. I'm not a sky, nor do I amaze. A human like any other, with friends and family. Sometimes I may be a bother, but also a charming lady.
I sin and greet, smile and play. I cry and sleep, laugh and scream. Take me off of that pedestal and treat me for who I am. Yes, that girl with glasses that drove the mini van.
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Infinity
PoetryA dazzling view of words. Multiple perspectives of life and my deepest thoughts and feelings. I write to relieve it all. Thanks for reading! ~Highest rank: #102 in poetry~
