Sometimes I’m lost in my own mind,
Sometimes I am lost in someone Else’s shoes,
Sometimes I am too busy to pick up the phone and answer because I’m too busy thinking..
It’s usually someone who may or may not even know or care about me,
But I still care,
It’s something in me, It’s one of my character is tics,
I have more then one, I don’t swear, I’m young for this app, But I still stay, I just found out it’s my new talent, I wrote books for awhile,
Now I write poems, They were small books, But I felt the inside of my book, The emotions,
I love to read, Have fun with life, It’s like a bad and good dream at the same time.