If you don’t know me, I’m the girl with a dream.
As children we dream of prince charming.
As teens it changes to orgasms and trouble.
We all find our way to drugs;
We withdraw, we commit, and we play pretend.
Budding into adulthood we look to
our friends, our family, and even strangers.
We are molded, we are compelled.
I have my niche in life.
It isn’t grand, but it’s all my own.
Proud.
when crows fly 