♥ Monday, August 24, 2009 ♥
Strawberry Swing
The silence that dawns when the afternoon approaches on a Saturday is always golden. The sun is at its brightest and the mood is relaxed and sometimes even somber. While listning to coldplay and dreaming up strange poetry I find myself wandering the world from my bedroom window. Technicolour of thoughts fill my mind and I hope to one day write deep and extreme things just like Sylvia plath. The world is a mushroom if you look down you might get a fright but the possibility is much like life thrilling , exciting and dangerous. The descions I make today might alter tomorrow but Im not worried as long as I have a diary and a pen Im happy and then another new creative idea will lurge up from nowhere. So today this is my strawberry swing its sweet but it has an edge.
Stopped singing @ 1:35 PM ♥
