Poems from chelseathorpe

let me tell you our story well, I don’t know your story but I know mine and I want to tell you why I ran away     i know it’s been a year...
here’s to putting our headphones on and blocking out the true reality to fill it with the stream of consciousness that conquers the world...
you can do whatever you want you can flirt with her you can dance with her but you will never know how I feel or why I feel this way  ...