Often times, I am floating
with nothing to hold me down.
writes
It is hard to think outside the box when I must stay inside all day.
If the sky falls, will I catch
bits and pieces of the sky
Sunshine will soon shimmer.
What is the reason why I care so much?
Sometimes, I really want to
run away from myself –
Stop. No. Go. Stop – go – go.
Don’t stop now. Stop and go.
