Here
Step up to the mic
Testing one, two, three
Center stage everyone
Wait, but there are no people to see
All of a sudden a voice is heard
“Look around my dear”
So I do, I see nothing, so I reply
“No one cares I fear”
“Look around my dear”
Says the voice once more
“It’s no use, there’s no one here”
“Darling, use your heart, your core
The most important person is sitting in the crowds”
The person says with a smile, that is kind not wild
“Who might that be? And where would he be?” I ask
“Your father, the one who loves you and made you my child
You father the king, he came to see his princess
He came to see his precious daughter” Said he
So again I looked, I looked with faith, with my heart
So the man asked, “Now do you see?”
“Yes! Yes! Yes I do see. I see my father
The king who loves me
The house is indeed packed
Yes, yes! I see!”
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Heather The Tired Writer
Heyyy there~ I'm Heather. I'm tired. I'm still a minor (so to ~those~ accounts, leave me out of it please). And life is confusing. I am an amateur writer who mainly focuses on writing original stories, but I occasionally do some fanfiction and poetry. Aside from that, I am also a crappy artist, piano player, music student, and programmer. I also am a really big anime, musical, and animation in general nerd. The complete list of fandoms is waaay too long, so drop me a dm and ask if I enjoy the same thing you do (chances are, I do.) If you'd like to see more of me, you can follow me on... Tumblr: Heatherthetiredwriter DeviantArt: Heatherforrealz Wattpad: Heatherforreal Discord: Heather Is Very Tired Fanfiction.Net: heatherthetiredwriter Fictionpress: heatherthetiredwriter Anyways, this has been fun. Thanks for reading my profile! Have a wonderful day! With Love, ~Heather
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