Joy Between The Lines


Flowers Bloom,

when molds of this world are broken, when the walls of conformity are torn down and personalities are set free

The Sunrises,

when hate dispates and love reigns

Friends are concieved,

when identies are overlooked and social classes aren't considered

Music Plays, 

when surrender to opression isn't an option


Birds are those who dont mold to the standards of today. 

The BIrds are who bring me joy in my mudane highschool

The world shaker, rule breakers. 



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