The sun shined through the wind
like it belonged there
I touched your hair as we layed on the ground and stared at the sky
You asked me why am I so beautiful
and I smiled nervously
The grass is soft but your hand is softer
I feel so happy for the first time in awhile
I close my eyes and smell the fresh air
When I open my eyes I'm in my bed
It was only just a dream
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Beautifully Insane
Teen FictionMax Anderson has bipolar disorder and is keeping a huge secret from society, only her family knows what happened and their not so proud of it. During her senior year of highschool she has to deal with rumors, fake friends, and a dead classmate. Can...
