Dreams are things we cling to.
Building a future,
Probably better then possible.
We create the idea that we want to be famous and beloved.
Even though we know that deep down,
That its unlikely those dreams will come true.
Body
My body
the one I don't really like anymore
maybe I use to like her
when I was younger and no one really cared
if you had stomach fat or things that jiggled or a flat nose
I’m not really sure
What being in college even means.
Because every morning I wake up and brush my teeth,
Head to the dining hall,
My roomate and friends by my side.
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