plutoyo

i am

i am a concept you can not begin to grasp

i am the spot on your ceiling

that your eyes somehow always drift to

i am the moment you realize it was a mistake

i am the sky when every cloud is in the right place

and every color seems to be calm

and every teenage girl’s heart beats faster

because she doesn’t want to miss the chance

to capture this

but clouds move and colors change

i am a free spirit

that you can not control