My Complex
High up in the sky I fly free untouched from everyone n every thing out of your reach too far to hear you speak no where close for your eyes to see gliding through the clouds peacefulness is the only sound n how I feel full of tranquility up here is my escape from reality a break from my overwhelming mentality I'm just trying to discover my own self meaning if you see me on stuck I've escaped into my thoughts I just call it my peter pan complex of never wanting to grow up
Copyright © Brian Miller Jr | Year Posted 2012
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