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Of course you're alright. You're alive.
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Words tumble out, like gymnasts preparing for the competition yet to come. I’ve held in for so long, and everything’s ending now. I keep repeating, “be calm” but it’s lost in the worries of the rest of the world. I miss blindly and full of passion, waiting each day for another person to show up on my doorstep. Confusion collides; are you going to wait for me, too? And here I am.
I keep talking to fill silence and you keep looking, waiting for the next distraction. I keep pulling on heartstrings but it’s only the guitar and nothing happens but a noise. I’m looking at you throwing picks in the crowd like the rock star you’ve always wanted to be, but you are always searching for something more.
I’m by the side of the stage again watching and waiting for something real. A kiss and some drunken promises don’t mean a thing anymore. I don’t care what you were, I need the here and now and tonight.
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I can already feel myself slipping away from school… great.
I long for the days where I could wake up without a responsibility in the world but where I’m going to dinner tonight. Where I worked all day at a job that I loved and made enough money to do pretty much whatever I wanted. Where I could fly to Chicago for my birthday, just cause I really wanted to.
It’s not like I’m not happy here, because I am. I just don’t think I’m ready to grow up quite yet.
I wish it was possible to write poetry and be a waitress for the rest of my life.
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I’ve found that this world is a wondrous place, indeed.
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