Average
A breeze knocks me off of my feet,
a slight breeze,
I am so weak.
Never will I learn to fly,
when everytime I try,
I cry.
Lost within my own mind,
not sure what I'm going to find.
Zoloft, take it once a night,
It could help me win this fight.
A pill to pop to be normal,
a pill to pop to be average.
A call to you,
I bawl my eyes,
you tell me everything is fine.
JMH
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JayannaMarie
Hello~ My name is Jayanna Marie Hendley, oftenly called Yanna. I’ve been dreaming and singing for fifteen years now. I attend Coastline for Floral Design. I have a bright future with a boy I’ve loved for a long time. My hobbies include -Singing -Drawing/ Creating -Poetry -Driving I’m very open minded and understanding. Generally kind. Please talk to me. xoxo Yanna
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