i wish i were an aeroplane so that i coud fly myself to you.
i wish i were a caustic substance that stuck to you like glue.
i wish you understood me when i told you how i feel,
i wish i was your savior sitting down to my last meal.
i wish i knew what you were thinking when you tell me that you're fine.
i wish i knew a way to say "we're running out of time."
don't go.
About Me
- rosy ricks
- rosy ricks is a hard workin’ mama and advocate for social change. After finishing up a term with AmeriCorps Public Allies as a Disaster Education Outreach Specialist at the American Red Cross of Southeastern Wisconsin, ricks worked for a stint as a residential manager at a men’s homeless shelter. This year, ricks will be serving as an Americorps Public Ally Fellow at the Hunger Task Force. She is also enrolled in Alverno College’s Community Leadership undergraduate program, and writes regularly for Citigal Magazine, a Women’s business and Empowerment Magazine based in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. "develop an interest in life as you see it; the people, things, literature, music - the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. forget yourself." -henry miller
No comments:
Post a Comment