I wish I could
Just enjoy the ride
But I'm suffocating
Thoughts of fake friends
Unrealistic dreams
"How can you be a rockstar
When you're a girl?"
But when I pull the guitar
When I sit at the piano
I find oxygen
Enjoy the ride?
They say that for long road trips
I'm on a rollercoaster
70 miles fast
It's the adrenaline
In my veins
It's the amp
Crackling when I plug it in
It's the unrealistic dreams
That keep me alive
You'll see me
On my rockstar rollercoaster
YOU ARE READING
in a world called my mind
Poetrythere are times talking to people doesn't help, and words are the only comfort.
