There’s a girl in my head.
She whispers to me from the inside.
She imagines doing things she only wishes she could.
Longing to break out and live her life.
I can see her taking risks.
I can also see her free.
And I do confess I feel the guilt.
But to let her out might make me live.
Because the girl is me.
And I fear the second I let my guard down.
Of feeling more then I’ve ever felt before.
She dreams of doing things I could only wish of doing.
Like touching the sky.
And soaring to great heights.
In some ways she has lived more then me.
And yet, here she is trapped inside my head…
Just some random writing close to my heart…..i’m in year 12 doing the HSC course so maybe next year i’ll have a chance to live :D