StrawberryRain

Melody of the soul
2003-01-26 23:25:55 (UTC)

Strawberry Tears

I am having a good day the best they come
I am pleased most when the sun’s smile shines threw my
window and wake me from my sleep
I am a dreamer who dreams of her life ahead: coffee houses,
old friends meeting new friends, making new memories but
never forgetting the old one, Boys with shaggy hair and
dark blue eyes who know how to make me live with the stars
I dance till it hurts then I dance some more
I am sickened by what newspapers have to say
I am not afraid to colour outside the lines
I am afraid of little green men with laser guns
I adore French-speaking drummer boys who hide behind their
hair
I am here for society to case a their judge on me to make
themselves feel bigger
I am like a never-ending dairy full of secrets and
confessions
I am a daughter to my mother, who is something really
amazing
I am a friend to a lot of people; I will never turn my back
on a friend who is hurting
I am every colour on the colour spectrum
I don’t have an image I am my image
I love to easy and trust too much and get hurt way too
often
I except to be respected no matter what age I may be
I gotta trust myself before I can love myself
I saved up all my sunshine just to look ahead
I will give you anything and everything all at once
I only eat strawberries on Sundays
I am nothing close to a queen or even a princess
I look at life threw a dirty glass but what I see is clear
I if I wasn’t held down by laws of gravity I would l soar
like the birds, dance my way to Jupiter like a shooting star
I am one third free spirited and two thirds free of sleep
I am trapped inside the high school politics of it all
I have badly died hair but I don’t care
I am not flawless but full of mistakes to be made
I am Me!




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