11.28.12

It's so interesting. Teenagers. The way we all think. It's all the same. Yet so incredibly different.
My friend and I walked out of the high school today, and the sun was so bright. I made the comment. My friend agreed. Then we overheard a guy behind us, whom I didn't know, say how the sun was so bright it hurt his eyes. His friend agreed. I'm not sure why this amazed me so, but it did.
Adolescent thought processes are so similar. We all notice the same little things, yet usually have many separate things on our minds.
Sometimes I just watch. Just watch the people walking by. The people laughing with their friends. The people sitting by themselves. Sometimes I make up stories about their lives, like who they are and what they've been through. Sometimes I just wonder. Who's had their heart broken today? Who's scored 100 percent on their hardest quiz? Who's going to get wasted tonight and regret it tomorrow morning? Everyone has their own story. I want to know those stories. I feel as though I'm missing out. As though there's something better going on in another place at another time.
Does anyone else feel like this? Or are we all just commenting on how bright the sun is...?

11.11.12

You were all in color
And I was black and white.
So intimately subtle,
So violently bright.
I often ask myself how;
How to live up to your lovely perfection.
It seems near impossible
As I glance at my dull reflection.
I wish I could just be with you
Every night and day.
I'd invite you right into my heart
And forever hope you'd stay.
Loving you is so surreal,
I'm feeling things I shouldn't feel.
But honestly, here's the deal:
It is all your heart I'm trying to steal.

Mid October

Would you stay on my mind
So I could dream of you all night
Instead of this other dumb guy
Who's pulling on my heartstrings so tight
Conflicts fill my sight
It just hardly ever feels right
Anymore

Last Year

I wish I could go back in time
just to change your mind.
Then I wouldn't be thinking about you
and all the memories we made.
Everything would have stayed the same.
We'd be together.
Nothing could stop us.
You said forever.
When did that change?

Sometime In August

You're wonderful.
How could you deny that?
All the other girls see it,
I'm just the one to tell you that.
When you're out with them,
It makes me jealous of them.
When you laugh with them,
I want to be one of them.
The way they look at you,
The way they talk about you.
It's like they want to be with you,
But I'm the one who has you.
Are you in love with me?
Do you feel something about me?
Or do you feel sorry for me,
Because I have no one to back me?
Them.
You.
Me.
It's all a cycle,
That you can't see.

Titles.

I've decided that most of my writings aren't going to have titles. Why put a label on things when you can just look inside and completely understand? But just so everything isn't named "Untitled", I'll do the date it was written. Some of my earlier writings I did before starting this blog, I don't exactly remember when I typed them, so I'll just approximate.

Can You

Can you give me a reason
not to love you
Can you give me a reason
to turn away
Can you give me a chance
not to hate you
Can you give me a chance
to stay

Here's The Deal.

So, I write a lot. And this is gonna kinda be my place I keep my little random thoughts. Sometimes it's poetry. Sometimes it's gibberish.

It's mostly all nonsense and nostalgia with a mix of prednisone side effects.

Cody

With his wind blown hair,
It just wasn't fair.
The way he was blowing my mind.
With his gorgeous blue eyes,
It's kinda hard to disguise.
This boy, he's a one of a kind.

This Blog.

So, here I am. This is my blog. I'm not really even sure how to do this or how to work it, but here it is. You're welcome..