Elucidating Questions

Next to the slowest moving highway.

Exclamations and panic here and there.

If I had someone to see I’d be seeing them.

I’d beg and borrow and steal.

Look I’m doing it right now.

Living up to my own expectations.

After all I wanted this right? This is what I was aiming for.

The skin under the burn is too light.

Judging my every move.

I don’t know who that is or what they want or what the noise ment.

I’m scared of everything.

So I’ll just hide away.

Is that who I am underneath?

But I don’t like it either.

I look in the mirror and I hate it.

That whatever it is staring back.

I don’t want to be suddenly awaking in different places

Suddenly I was in England in 2009 and I don’t know why.

If I look back I just wonder if I’m going right at all.

Can I go back and ask myself why I wanted the path I’m on

Can I go back and tell myself that he’s not here if I change it.

If he’s the summer,

Can summer be over?

I want it to be winter.