Is sitting here wide awake thinking about all the homeless people out there in the cold!!
I am in my Lil Apartment nice and warm, with breakfast to eat and clean water to drink.
Looking at stuff online and planning out my life.
Like a trip to Greece, I have ALWAYS wanted to go there.
Make a pit stop to Ibiza, even though I don’t party anymore doesn’t mean I can’t go there and experience it for myself.
After all what happens in Ibiza stays in Ibiza.
I begin to think about my life in the wee hours of the mourning.
What does it all amount to?
Do we give in and conform or rebel
I say rebel, but that is the old me, I must admit thought I do NOT want to conform either
There must be a happy medium?
I am in my Lil Apartment nice and warm, with breakfast to eat and clean water to drink.
Looking at stuff online and planning out my life.
Like a trip to Greece, I have ALWAYS wanted to go there.
Make a pit stop to Ibiza, even though I don’t party anymore doesn’t mean I can’t go there and experience it for myself.
After all what happens in Ibiza stays in Ibiza.
I begin to think about my life in the wee hours of the mourning.
What does it all amount to?
Do we give in and conform or rebel
I say rebel, but that is the old me, I must admit thought I do NOT want to conform either
There must be a happy medium?
Written By: Jennifer Anne Harrison
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