Anella Benjamin


Label Me Dreamer

There was a story I was told
Of a girl that was bold
She belonged nowhere.
The story stood in my mind
Too far over time and now there is a tear.
I sit a ponder to myself
If I told the goose who stole the egg
would I have food to eat?
Starving is what I'm use to, so why change the rules?

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