I get pathetic when you're involved.
I have no games,
no "swagger",
no mysterious appeal.
Just big, blundering, lame,
me.

I never know if you're talking about me,
or someone else.
And I really shouldn't care one bit.

Part of me doesn't.

It's really just best if I pull a Gail Hightower and stay uninvolved.
(Yeah, that was a Faulkner reference).

AP Lit exam.
So soon.
Someone please kill me now.

Don't.

Don't stray,
Don't ever go away.
I should be much too smart for this-
You know it gets the better of me.
sometimes, when you and I collide,
I fall into an ocean of you-
pull me out in time,
don't let me drown.
Let me down.
I'll say, "It's all because of you".

And here I go,
losing my control.
Practicing your name so I can say it to your face.
It doesn't seem right to look you in the eye,
and let all the things you mean to me come tumbling out of my mouth.
Indeed, it's time.
Tell you why- I'll say, "It's infinitely true".

Say you'll stay.
Don't come and go, like you do.
Sway my way.
Yeah, I need to know all about you.

And there's no cure.
And no way to be sure why everything's turned inside out.
We're still in so much doubt.
It makes me so tired.
I feel so uninspired.
My head is battling with my heart;
my logic has been torn apart.
And now it all turns sour,
'cause we sing every afternoon.

The Date

Today one of my teachers asked me what day it was,
and I responded, "June 12th".

People moving, all the time, inside a perfectly straight line.
Don't you wanna just curve away?

something old.

Here's something random that was in my journal from a while ago, when I had killer insomnia.

Days
Feel impossible, as if they will never come.
Bring me a horizon that doesn't taunt me,
Send me stars that will not mock me,
as I rock
over a tide that tugs deeper at my toes than love has touched my heart.
Bring me, days,
a way to make me
New


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Hey.

1. I am not anything that you think I am.
2. If you disliked me, or anything that I stand for merely because of your incorrect impression of me- go away.
3. Stop excusing unnecessary zeal by saying you're doing what "God told you to do." Considering that the last time the Bible says God came down and spoke to man was 1,000 years ago through Jesus Christ.

...

I am currently sitting on my bed listening to GaGa and coloring the "Color Your Own Abstract Art Masterpiece" coloring book Stephanie brought me back from MoMA. My roommate owns.

This beats AP Lit assignments any day.