Tuesday, August 18

Boats and Birds

If you'll be my star, i'll be your sky, you can hide underneath me and come out at night, when I turn jet black and you show of your light, I live to let you shine, and you can sky rocket away from me, and never come back if you find another galaxy far from here, with more room to fly, just leave me your stardust to remember you by.
I would love to have my own personal moon, just one all for myself. One thats always there when i need some light, or something to look up to, or something to wish on.
You know the kind of parent that wants to live through you, yet when you want to do your own thing its not allowed, the kind of parent where, it doesnt matter how good your day was, or how happy you are when you come home, within 10 minuites, they have obliterated any happiness and drained you, yeah, thats my parents.


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