in a place like new york everything is rushed
the people walk fast
in one huge blur
and i sort of wish the day hadn't ended so quickly
because the sun setting in between the tall buildings
is kind of beautiful
it makes me kind of sad when i miss it
i wish things would slow down just a little
be stationary
just so i would have the time to take it all in
in a few months i'll be off to college
but i still remember the first day of high school
when i was a trembling, shy mess of a girl
not a lot has changed since then except now when i look at the clock
i wish i'd had more time
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Constellations: the 4AM mix
Poetrymy thoughts are stars i cannot fathom into constellations and four am knows all my secrets