i lay on my back
staring at those sparkles on my ceiling
stretch my arms up
fingertips reaching.
they remind me of stars,
but easier to reach.
so why am i afraid to touch them?
i lay on my back
staring at those sparkles on my ceiling
stretch my arms up
fingertips reaching.
they remind me of stars,
but easier to reach.
so why am i afraid to touch them?