Hang On Little Tomato

Somedays I feel as though I'm just another leaf among the trees,
As I force my forehead to touch my knees.
Somedays I wish that the world would stop to let me see
My fingers reach my toes with ease.

I struggle to express myself - slurring
Slurring, while I lay beached like a humpback whale - ploughing
Ploughing, through the academics - wishing
Wishing, that the falling stars would fall for me.

And on days when I stand on the tipest of my toes
To take in every last breath that the world has left to offer,
Praying that Edward might come kiss me on the collar
And love me, none other.

I hang on to the vine to break my fall,
Though they said whatever will be will be,
You see another brick in the wall -
That's probably just me.


From Hannah,
credits to Krystal