at Welton academy
straight up killing it
and by "it" haha let's justr say
my poets
this may need some work shopping
soap
Before my birth, there was a gamble
Weary walking through the brambles
All my life is all in shambles
My soup tastes like soap
I like writing silly things
She only sees the worst of me
Burning tears fall relentlessly
And my soup tastes like soap
Problems are unsolvable
I pretend responsible
Maybe Iβm unlovable
And my soup still tastes like soap
a woman of many talents, i made this little old thing myself
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when i say that dead poets society genuinely makes me romanticize my life im not joking. like whenever i feel too stressed or like im not living in the moment i watch that fucking movie. when i get to bogged down with logistics i remember "poetry, beauty, romance, love. these are what we stay alive for."
never forget that each day the powerful play goes on, and your life is your verse.