a cloud’s view (FOR ALL WTWER, PROSER CAN GIVE A READ FOR THE POEM, LOL)

a common girl, wavy bangs hiding acne covered forehead

daydreaming

blowing off mini 200 candles from a baked cupcake/ feeding it to herself 

singing aloud just to feel her own voice against her ears/ tapping her feet and dancing her heart out 

putting balm over others pains, she forgets to pat herself

happy?! 

but who can she share her happiness with?

putting up on the Instagram story? 

or putting it on those whatsapp groups, to show people who you call ‘friends’, who message you when they need you?

she’s a stranger to them, known people who are strangers to her

she smiles and then thinks about her wtw family

they mean a lot to her, strangers who make her feel better than her friends (oops, insult to those people who aren't entitled for this wonderful word)

wtw family made her realize how good it is to be loved 

now it’s time to hide behind the moon

200 FOLLOWERS!!!! ON WTW!!!!! THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH :)