I want to lie in a subdued corner and refute every silent ache. I want to be held with all of the love of the world. I want to laugh at sunshine as shadows dance across my face. I want spring showers. I want to dance on broken glass. I want to remember who I was. I want to be silly. I want to be able to hear the smile in my own voice. I want to blow smoke rings in a dimly lit room. I want to sing because I am winning. I want to bathe in deepest yellow.purple.green.gold. I want to watch the world go by. I want to stand in the middle of Broadway - surreal in my displacement as cars fly by. I want to see the stars. I want to see faces, not distractions. I want to exhale. I want to fly away.
I want to be happy again.
I want to be happy again.
Let me be happy again.
Please.
About Me
- Jasmine
- I am a cross-continental experiment. I love hard. I sing better than most. I'm funny. My mom wanted me to write. So I did.
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