I want to let go of all that's holding me back. I want to grow down, not up or out... I want to be a little kid again, swinging as high as I possibly can, feeling the breeze of ten feet in my face, and I want my worst pain to be a few scrapes on my knee because I was a damned klutzy kid. I want to hae my tears wiped away with a cartoon band-aid and some neosporin. I wish things were so easy. I want what I can't have. I'm fuckin trapped...
the wonderful world of jengy
a little insight into the complex, iron deficient, teeny mind of mine
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