school

A clock ticks on the wall as students sweat over dull pencils, that walk on paper and leave lines. The teachers roll over lessons that seem to have no purpose in life. The students move from class to class like shift work. Taking tests and drooling over the wrong answers. Some call it prison, but I believe that it unlocks the imagination and allows you to learn.

I remember

I remember the soft crunch of snow when I walked to school,
I remember when my mother told me how good I was as a child,
I remember when I realized that she was lying in order to keep me sane,
I remember everything since I was four,
I remember every minute of every day,
I remember you and me and how we broke up,
I remember crying in my room for hours,
I remember how you moved away,
I remember wondering why your dad needed to get a new job in another state,
I remember being in the state of denial as I continued to wait for you, even when you never came,
I remember how cold my hand was without you to warm it,
I remember how I felt then and I laugh about it now,
I remember asking myself how I got here as I tripped on stage,
I remember that reason being the first time I met you,
I remember everything I want to forget,
I remember you...

Deserter

My parents said I was just an accident waiting to happen. It kind of made me feel run down and exhausted.