the wind moves all the branches in this tall tree not just a single one
I write down my own thoughts
mixed with everything that I've kept from the others before me
only my dreams are entirely mine
(the ones I forget)
I just woke up
and all i want to do
is
to eat a slice of apple pie for breakfast
and to be left alone in front of my samsung notes
so I can continue my dream of last night
I'll add a bit of yellow
for comfort
