Wendilicious
Moi
Teach. Sing. Write. Fly. Dive. Rave.
I'm not the girl your mom warned you about, her imagination was never this good.
Work for pasta and ice cream and also makes pasta and ice cream work for me.
Ecoutez
More of me
10/19/16, 5:05 PM
Spiral of reaching out
My day begins.Stretching out
my hands towards a familiar feeling
trying to grab it back but I see
mistakes hitting me and moments blaming me
I hug my knees and stare in disbelief
powered by the broken photo frames
with a voice ringing, gravity holding me repeating itself:
You don't look for happiness, you choose to be.
I scurry back to the box. I was told
to always stay within the lines
to fight within the lines.
To dream within the lines.
My day ends.