who are you, really? you are not a name or a height, or a
weight or a gender. you are not an age and you are not where
you are from. you are your favorite books and the songs stuck
in your head. you are your thoughts and what you eat for
breakfast on saturday mornings. you are a thousand things but
everyone chooses to see the million things you are not. you
are not where you are from. you are where you're going,
and i'd like to go there too.
m.k.
Here's
to
the
kids
WHO TRY THEIR HARDEST TO BE GOOD ENOUGH
FOR EVERYONE.
Who wait online
for him to sign on, just to gather up the
nerve to say hi.
Who listen to the same song
dozens of times because the lyrics
make
a memory plays in their minds.
Who
deserve so much than they get, and are willing to fight
for it.
&+
whose wish upon a >>>shooting star
or 11:11 was wasted on someone
who will never
care.
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