21 Oct 2014
Imaginations are always better than the real thing. When you think about the local show and all the rides, you think about all the bright lights, the loud music, fairy floss and adrenaline. Not the dusty ground or the hot harsh sun beating down on you causing you to sweat endlessly. But every year, every girl pulls on their shortest shorts and their smallest tops and find their way to the show ground. It's sort of like me with you. Even though I know the bad will outweigh the good I still come along for those adrenaline filled smile causing moments.
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
