sometimes I wake up
and I think how nice it might be
to pack myself a bag
and skip town
but everyday can't be that day
so I slip on my yellow dress instead,
listen to a sunny song,
and breathe like I'm tasting this
familiar air for the first time
sometimes that's all it takes
sometimes that's just as nice
but one day, is going to be the someday
that I'm gonna wake up
& skip town
wild flowers, rainy days & ramblings to the world
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