Sometimes I wish
That I could just leave
And get away.
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Ahhh! Jazmin I guess there are days we all feel this way. These are the days when I'm grateful for my writing the days when I can let my imagination take me any where I want to go, as you have here. Never lose touch with your imagination those that do grow old quickly a swivel up (I don't know if there's such a word as swivel but I'll imagine there is an see dried prunes laying on the floor) Love your poetry keep writing so I can read and not swivel up.
I enjoyed this alot. Very well written and about a feeling I know all too well. Sometimes wishing I can be anywhere but Brooklyn. Ive left so many times and somehow always ended up coming back unfortunately.