seventeen.

birdhouse in my soul.

a shrug of the shoulders,
a smirk of the lips,
a thought crossed my mind everyday for the past week.
and i think love's unconditional,
i think love's limitless.

fill my soul,
feel the sun sink into my skin,
everyday, everyday,
blinded from the fullness i should feel.

but don't.

because i hold myself back
from true potential.
box myself in.


(oh life, these days...)