People have told me I'm weird. And confusing.
Little do they know how true it is.
I confuse even myself.
For example.
Why did I wear a sweater dress today?! I knew how it would make me feel. Didn't I tell myself I wanted to be different? But then I wanted to be the same. So I wore it. And it looked great, gosh darn it. I really am the same.
See how that makes no sense?
And even though I'm fairly certain I liked Imagine Dragons all by myself, I can't be certain I liked them first. But there's nothing I can do about that.
And while I was all busy in August being lonely and focused on pointless things and pointless people, other people were out there living their lives, and I missed out on both sides of the Pacific Ocean, and now it's too late because I'm just the kid who came into the middle of stuff, not the one who was there for that-one-time.
And I like being happy. Really, I do.
But sometimes it would be great if I could just be truly sad.
And I'm afraid that the one thing that just might work...might work too well, and then where would I be?
We can't just give up on happiness, now can we.
Of course not.
But I think someone took my seat.
I'm just going to sit there and doodle and play my instruments and go on walks and occasionally sing if no one's around, and sooner or later someone will look over and wonder why I'm like that.
You never know.
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