This is me
I am a creative girl who likes the beach
Who thinks about the formation of the earth
I dream about creepy accidents
Crazy colors
And things that can’t hurt me in reality
I see distorted animals in clouds
I am a creative girl who likes the beach
I feel the pain of others in grief
I know Santa isn’t real but I believe any ways to keep the kid in me alive
I hope no one can hear my thoughts or else I would be in trouble
I imagine a world with vibrant colors
Lots of laughter
And thousands of trees
I am a creative girl who likes the beach
I hate the word popular and no one should be labeled as it
I draw to get rid of my thoughts
I still think my stuff animals talk when I am gone
I love the way people look when they wake up
I lay down to think about the good time
The Pickwick days
And the geometry that will never get
I am a creative girl who likes the beach
I react to being ignored
I believe in hard work pays off and pleasing yourself first
I value truth
I am a daughter
Friend
Sister
But most of all I am a creative girl who likes the beach