I was awakened at midnight, when someone appeared at my sight.
The boy in the detailed poster, turned alive and I was in fear.
Since he was a celebrity, my heart turned fragile and with glee.
He suddenly said, "You look scared! It is okay, though, my sweet dear."
How is this possible? Was he the voice in my sleep I often hear?
"Yes I was, my lovely dear."
Oddly mysterious is he. I keep asking "How can this be?"
He never clearly explains though and so it makes me want to scream.
Why'd you go out of the poster? Why do we seem so much closer?
In seconds, he disappeared as if all of this was just a scheme.
Where did he go to? Was he
I was awakened at midnight, when someone appeared at my sight.
The boy in the detailed poster, turned alive and I was in fear.
Since he was a celebrity, my heart turned fragile and with glee.
He suddenly said, "You look scared! It is okay, though, my sweet dear."
How is this possible? Was he the voice in my sleep I often hear?
"Yes I was, my lovely dear."
Oddly mysterious is he. I keep asking "How can this be?"
He never clearly explains though and so it makes me want to scream.
Why'd you go out of the poster? Why do we seem so much closer?
In seconds, he disappeared as if all of this was just a scheme.
Where did he go to? Was he
The downside of being Asian: Getting mistaken for a much younger person, OTL.
So most strangers I meet think I'm either A) An 8th grader B) A 9th grader.
I'm a Junior. I know, so hard to believe. ;-;
-Eternally a 13 yr old..-