Its me again , the nice girl. It's me The girl with a beautiful smile. With a lively sense.
Do you know I can fly.... Well I think I can I think i should
These days I've been talking about energy. Coffee doesn't work Where can I find energy Cause I'm running out of what you all know
My eyelids. They always feel heavy Dusk till Dawn Like I'm sleeping awake.
My chest Always feel like there's an obvious space. A very obvious hole I went to the doctor He said I have air around my chest
He lied Because the other day I ran out of my room Just to get air outside. I know what my hot chest feels like.
Now I spend my steps with my face down when I see the people I know. I feel like swearing when I see a crowd of people
My bed is always hot And I'm always happy...
These days All music sound the same. I fear music won't work anymore. These days I explain how I feel But then words are so hard to do
I'm tired of humans I fear I want a break I've always loved Jupiter Wanted to build a house there. But Jupiter is filled with storms. I never knew about that before admiring Jupiter
I wanted to escape to Mars or Jupiter They might have some energy different from earth Strong enough to carry me Carry me to what I don't see.
And no matter what I still love the raining season more than summer . I still love comfortable cloths and I still want an energy drink ^_^
By me Purple journal....