walking along, a walk without a cause.
laughing along with her friend,
oblivious to fashion statements and with no hint of a trend.
she was neither a rebel,
nor a hipster,
she did not need a label,
she was herself, that much was clear.
i could not stop staring,
thankfully she didnt notice,
when it was over i lost my bearing,
blissfully lost, i walked away at the time trying to get back my balance.
i like people who are herself who are himself.
ReplyDeletelike the way you wrote it too. seriously get a like butten :)
Yeah me too.. striving to be my own self though.. hehe
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