that have fallen from the flowers beside my bed
thinking how beautiful they are
even though their life has almost left them completely
tired of many things
but still hoping one day
they will come
constantly fighting bad habits
staring at skin
and thinking the keys aren't far
feeling so susceptible to weather change
checking phone for a sunny image
checking phone for a message from you
not really caring
it's just another bad habit
thinking the other day
how easy it must be to not care
and thinking I could probably let it all go
and wondering why I haven't yet
some part of me just wants to question feeling lost
the rest of me just wants to stare at skies
or sleep
or make
or jump on my bed, feel happy and not think of anything too "deep"
enjoying making people ask me questions
thinking it is because i want to see how my body answers
maybe i will learn something new about myself
maybe i am curious to see what people want to know about me
loving the sound the wind makes
when it moves through dried leaves
so calming
wishing for the world to stop for a moment
and see how amazing everything is
and take a moment to love who they are
reflecting the faces that i have seen during the day
some of them seem more real than others
wanting to know their story
wondering where my story will lead
sleep.
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