Popcorn

I sat at the top

And it felt like it,

I could see everything.

Looking down

It all looked fake,

Like it really 

It's the rumors...

They're what get to me

Why do they have to start?

Why are they about me?

What did I do?

It's never ending...

The rumors...

They're so cruel...

I’m ready

For the chilly mornings

Covered with frost

And broken routine.

I’m ready

For the car rides

Long but short

"What is photograph?"

"Don't you just take pictures of stuff?"

"Why do you need a camera? It's a waste of money, just use your phone."

Those are questions I get every time I talk about photography...