sarah lou smith
27 Turned 14 - Poem by sarah lou smith
forcibly shoved in my own wee world
in a bubble that came free
books, music and can you tell me what else?
that desk in the door-less cupboard became my universe
clear years where nothing happened
photos i cannot date
events and places i cannot remember
but tell me this, is a hyper fun filled state any better?
when in truth, a mood swing the wrong way
can take me back to that desk, being 14 again
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