Isabella Richardson
Galaxies
The thoughts of stars I cannot wish upon
I'll fathom them into constellations
My mind’s a map with a journey
Just throwing arrows to reach its final destination
And as much as I need to believe I'm right
I'm reminded that I could be wrong
That I can withstand all these elements
And break boundaries on my own
He told me I was a beautiful girl
With an imagination stretched on for galaxies
Into the unknown
I am broken but I’m fixable
And that's the worst kind 'cause it means all the pressure's on me
And I am broken but I'm beautiful
And that's the best kind 'cause it means I am uniquely mе
So take it easy on my mind and my body
'Cause it’s brokеn and it’s scarred
And it's making breathing hard
I love these moments of nothingness
Capturing fume bliss out of thin air
’Cause other than your soul and your mind
Everything else just fades over time
And I mean, maybe I'm searching for something more
Than my greatness taking a couple of steps
Closer to the beautiful girl you see
With galaxies in her mind