Poems from shephjor
Senior in high school, moving cross country for college and looking everywhere to find scholarship money. Too many clubs to mention, addicted to chocolate, and a strange fascination with Mathew Gray Gubler.
One two, down up
And there she goes
She flies high
Smiles bright
Two, three, four
One two and down
Feet back on the ground
We cheer
A...
A world so dark and gray
So discouraging and uninviting
When all seems moot,
Take me to another world
Let me live another life
If only...