I feel like there's something I really need to get off my chest,
but I can't figure out what.
But I came here hoping that it would come to me.
Today is a Thinking Day for me
and it's not even important thoughts,
just whatever comes to mind.
It's not like I choose to do this,
the thoughts just kind of interrupt me
with whatever I'm doing.
I think about last night mostly.
About how he didn't come,
but it reassured me and shed light on an old puzzle from the summer.
About how she was in a corner,
and I saw her dressed like that and acting like that with a guy like that.
About how I'm always in my own world after nights like these,
even though nothing happened this time.
About how I can have so many different friends,
but no one takes me seriously.
But maybe you're behind this whole thing
and all of myself
and the only thing I have to do is to listen to you.