elise.writer

And even though you said you wanted it
You said so because you just wanted to want something but away your wants flit
For the sake of your own clarity and the sake of your own wit
You never said out loud that you did want it because

Some complain over their uncomfortable habit of crying even at "the littlest things"
They even shame themselves over their tears upon mere subjects that are spoken of

Hope took me most of the way
And the rest was up to reality

I guess I though that hope
Was a substitute for reality

But hope is actually
The confidence in reality's potential

Which I didn't have

The time of sitting crumpled at a desk had finally come to a close as she skipped from the school's wide doorway into the luscious daylight. The sun sprinkled down on the pressure and stress, vanishing it with its glow.

Bubbling water rushing over bare feet
In billowing gulps of rapids and pools
Tickling toes with ripples of magic
Finally escaping school

Afternoon jogs down a little dirt road
Slowing just to pick those pretty flowers