Write This Way
They tell my heart to be realistic,
Yet my soul is dying to be artistic,
The stress and pain makes me delirious,
I'd rather not take things so serious,
While the truth of life cannot be ignored,
Without a little fun I would get bored,
So why not let your worries fly free,
And get lost in my world of fantasy.
Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2013
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