Sunrise
There's something about watching the sun rise, /watching as it seeps sleepily through my window, onto my desk, /watching as it stumbles over my words.
There's something about watching the sun rise, /watching as it seeps sleepily through my window, onto my desk, /watching as it stumbles over my words.
a person's favorite music can say a lot about them. / it is a piece of them, the best them, / the one you can watch dance.
electricity. / it courses not only through my veins, / but the veins of those around me.
Something was different environmentally between school and home that just caused me to shut down. Maybe I felt intimidated by other students I didn’t know who were smarter than I was. Maybe I was afraid to be made fun of. Maybe I didn’t believe I was actually smart.