18 Feb 2015
On 7 Feb I lived.
I danced and I decided on what I wanted life to be like.
I want to do exciting things with my friends.
I want to go to music festivals.
Dance and sing way to loud.
Why would I let people that don't want to do that tell me what to do.
I'm not going to waste good times for you.
I'm going to find some good friends and go road-tripping.
Hand out the window of a car flowing in the wind.
Pine trees dusted with snow flying past.
Jumping off cliffs into cool blue water.
Dancing on the beach.
Camping.
Laughing.
Living.
I'm not going to waste life on people who are a waste of time.
YOU ARE READING
The recollection of my misunderstood thoughts.
PoetryLife's a struggle and it's hard. There's nothing you can do. Just get trough it. I hate my life. There's nothing new. But when the sun is out and the sky is void of clouds you can't help but feel a smile is overdue
