The Summer Swing🫧
Just like that 5 months said bye and June said heyhey, I started to recap what happened last June;
I found a girl who was once excited about entering each day more enthusiastically,
She had a reason to text, and had people who are cinnamon to her sugar.
She watched them all go, and it didn't hurt her. It's bruised, I'm not gonna lie about that.
So who will say to the blue sky,because of being blue it helps people breathe,
People never change,season change but the audacity of not being in their character sucks,
Will everyone change everything,like the favorite things,friends,food,so the holy God?
The ruptured cells bounce to tell who they really are but kept quite as blood is pure;
Knotting and knocking thoughts surround me as day passes;
What exactly matters to be a normal human with some sense;
I respect, judge, accept,and cannot shutter my thoughts so I silenced it,
Will the action of attention to the audience is really that important?
Being brave ,you crave to be real but you are slave to you at the end of the day;
Naming problems she overdone her, in her June month an year ago;
What this June is trying to tell me, I am not ruined unless I'm proven to woven the memories;
Pool of water is likable but sea of salt is my type of obsession?
Is the view being best or not being best is the rest?
How the words can break into letters and still makes sentences?
Good to see you go another lap and then again you struggle to move your feet;
The team which never been to top table list,won the finale;
So what is the possibility of you to have the life you wanted and here the probability is oscillating.
Pause everything and smile,you eat food,breathe and living that's an achievement.
Searching of happiness,you lose everything and gaining to be happy,
Is that even a happiness, be with people who is your human diary and be happiest.
Let the days be long,summer sun be gentle cool monster and let the love be your previous burden,
This is June fourth day but I'm feeling like middle of December.
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