Tuesday, February 26, 2019

Nobody reads

I thought I had everything planned out. 
I thought I had everything under control.

But suddenly the winds blow the other way.
My north changes its direction,
and Im lost

Im lost, not looking for any particular direction.
But this time, I panicked
I wanted to be in control 

But instead, 
All I want to do now is to hide under my blanket,
and wait for it to be over

But I'm too old to wait,
Too old to be lost.
a decade over 16.


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