This is what life looks like.
Sped up at full blast.
Kissed the fool,
Nod my head,
Zipped up my coat.
This is what life looks like.
When nothing else matters,
Tried to play it off,
But my hand still hurts,
From writing this poem.
This is what life looks like.
Starry eyed and love crossed.
Paint it blue,
Only to realize we all bleed red.
Feet on the ceiling.
Hand on the doorknob.
Life is a dandelion field.
Pick one,
Pull the petals,
Everything matters.
Will you walk in my field?
This is what life looks like.......
When life happens.
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