The wind resonates inside me
Whistling through my being
The damp bench slowly soaks my jeans
And the cold bristles my skin
But I do not care
I am at peace with my mind,
Which surpasses all that's physical
I will never be lonely, as long as I'm alone
BINABASA MO ANG
reflexion of a weird teenage mind
Teen FictionI write whatever comes to mind, and you hopefully relate to it
