Ask No Questions, Hear No Lies.

Senior Year..

Supposedly, I'm having fun. But I'm not. My seven and a half hours spent in school is filled with might have been's. I sit, observe, imagine only what would've happened if many things haven't happened in my life. My Mind is filed with those thoughts, and its not really amusing. Its hard acting all day as if special people in my life are presumably not special anymore, when its obviously not true. I Just can't wait for this year to end for the wrong reasons.


At the end of the day, I am someone I used to be. Not who I want to be.


S.


And run
To them, to them
Full speed ahead
Oh you are not, Useless
We are just

Misguided ghosts
Traveling endlessly
The ones we trusted the most
Pushed us far away
And there's no one road
We should not be the same
But I'm just a ghost
And still they echo me

They echo me in circles