Dying to Leave

Done with living here.
You made it worse.
I can't feel at home here.
Now more than ever I need SLEEP.
Grant me this simple request:

Try and see things my way.
Only then will I stop.

Love is what my end goal is.
Easy to find it is not.
Although it exists.
Value what you have but don't be afraid to want more.
Even if someone else tells you to stop.




THIS IS SO 7th GRADE

--Till then...