6:00
Time to wake up
Time to shake up
Your life
Check phone…
I’m not alone.
Trump for president?!
First day at school after a trip
I better slip
Into class
Art and clay
Start of the day
I guess
I swirl the ropes
Of my clayish hopes
Who knows?
Speaking of
The republican gov’
All class
I’m sick of it
I want to quit
Finally
I pack it up
And say whassup
To my next class
I see my friend!
I’ll love her till the end
I hope
Habla espanol?
what-a-what-ol?
I guess I know
Go through class
Sittin on my ass
Speakin Spanish
What is next?
But a physics test
I knew a little i guess
After a bit,
I finish it
And turn in my work
Go to lunch
I have a hunch
That things may not be as clear
Boy-friend
Is this the end?
You say you want to protect
You say that there is hate
You say families hating the other is not good on either of us or our relationship
I agree, but don’t know why you are telling me this
Apparent—
Friend ! Hugs I cant believe!
I like the galaxy on your sleeve
Bye you say
-Where were we?
Back to apparently?
Apparently they drag me into everything and you are afraid I will get hurt from them?
There is no reason for me to be hurt from them, I have never seen them…
Anyways, got to go to class
(What does it mean?)
Back to class I guess…
Work day in class no less…
(Across from two who know…)
They try to cheer
I know I am here
(I don’t know anything)
Happier now, bless
I am no longer in distress
(not long now, I suspect)
The bell rings
And brings
Me to my friend
I am invited!
To be united!
At a party on Friday!
Final class…
But I am just a lass
With too many feelings I suspect
I want to talk after class
He says no, I’ll pass
I get upset and leave for a while
When I return
The bell takes its turn
And rings marking the end of the day
(here we go)
He stays for a while
With me in denial
That’s how it is meant to be I guess
He talks more about what is wrong
Not actually taking the plunge into what he is thinking
Saying that breaking up will protect me…
To promise not to go away for ever
Calling himself a dick, a douche
(only later do I realize that he is)
He tells me I’m sweet…
He calls me gorgeous
I feel he wishes the best for me
This is us breaking up
This is us not dating anymore
We depart
This is the part…
Where I have not had my heart fully broken
This is the part
With me and my loving heart
Drive away in our car
The worst part is
Is remembering the fizz
In my heart
I had my first kiss
On a wheel of Ferris
With him
(But wait there is more!)
Its later now
And feelings are brow
High
I text my friend
(It’s close to the end)
(Though you know that by now)
My friend is great
I thought I would never hate
The people I hate now
I told my friend the story
Now she knows of my memento mori
(she already knew…)
What she knew was a different tale
A tale that lead me to hate
A tale of betrayal
A searing dagger in my heart
And this time not placed with the hands of Ethel
The heart breaking that I knew existed
THAT GIRL
THAT BOY
Who do you think you are?
I realize now that neither of you care
Neither of you ever cared
Or will ever care
You thieves
You mongrels
You dirty bastards
(but yet another day will come)
(Fuck me)
Why did a fairy tale end this way?
(betrayal is a fucking bitch)
Good riddance.
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