wheel
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She was like the wheel- mind always turning with a strong grip on reality.
Eager to reinvent herself.
Maybe it's a second
Maybe it's a teeny tiny eensy weensey little time
That you don't know where you are
Or where you're going
In a vehicle only you can stop
Capable of killing
Capable of saving
LIFE pushes you in new places
not askin you
but forcin you to partake
left my friends- the heartache
nontheless you move on
glided into junior year
studied hard with my peers
A counter clockwise circle
With colorful lights of flair
A sky with stars that twinkle
Where I often don’t have a care
The wind is soft and cool
The moon becomes my only friend
