The chronicles of a snow angel
(Obviously from minnesota)
Onions have layers
Left or right i don’t know
A myriad of thoughts all intertwined connected by you
Whenever you speak its music to my ears
I tug at these strings, are they connected to your heart?
My soul, my heart take whatever you need
Stay golden Ponyboy
The hours tick and my skin dies
I watch clouds float by and i watch the sun rise and sleep
I’ve felt the death of winter and the birth of summer
I haven’t been on this earth long it’s true
They may take our lives…………
Regrets I have some who doesn’t I some in my closet
The insecurities are long like unnecessary grocery list
Struggle is part of life but i just want sleep
Your thoughts your voice your pain
No matter what happens I won’t hate you that would be rude