^^a sneak peek of the desk in my room^^

:)

Guitar Strings on my clock

Moments play away as I stare

At the guitar strings on my clock

Tuning time into its place

And I think,

When I become an adult,

When I go to college,

I'll let myself breathe slowly

To do the littlest things

Before moving onto the bigger ones

And like the guitar strings on my clock

Tuning time into its place,

I'll move from one to twelve

At my own pace.

☼☼