* Choices

My wish upon a star


It's stupid.
It's crazy.
So much,
It makes me laugh sometimes.
Just with how much goes on
How much shit goes down
That people with their noses so high up
Will never see.

We think we know
What's right for everyone else.
When we don't know
What's right for ourselves.

People hide too much.
People talk too much.
People know too much.

It's not just ignorance that's bliss.
Innocence is bliss.


xo
anna


edit:
It'll be so nice
if the most we talk
isn't when you have
poison in your veins

It doesn't have to be that way.

It'll be so nice
for people
to stop getting upset
over trivial matters
they can fix themselves

There's only so much I can do sometimes.

It'll be so nice
if you didn't make me care
so much
about you.

It's always been about you.