Still
here we are again
overthinking eye contact
from the girl who passed in the hall
she lent you a pen yesterday
maybe this time
it’s for real.
leaves are falling
you’ve got new clothes
and new ways
to feel just a little inadequate –
just enough, it seems,
to last a lifetime.
the daily disasters
destroy us all,
over and over again.
how many times in your mind
will you replay yesterday’s conversation
thinking you failed?
forever is a long time
almost as long as 2 years
or 2 weeks
give or take
a few insecurities
and visions of hope.
i used to think
that middle school was about to end
i’ve since turned 25
and i’m still waiting
to finally grow up
and be sure of myself.
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