So first day o' senior year!
I should feel a tremendous sense of impending freedom right?
Well, I feel even more constricted than years past. I don't mean in school itself, because I enjoyed my first day, it's just that the constant bickering when I get home is enough to make me want to scream. I know that I could just say what's on my heart to say, but I would blow any chances of making this year great. I'd decimate the little freedom I have. I'd be even more miserable.
I have 9 months left till I can move out of this "home".
I use quotations around this word because the wholesome definition that should be applied to it, happens to be very far from what I'm dealing with, though I realize I have it alot better than some. That's what keeps me going though, thinking that I can persevere because it could be alot worse.
All in all I have this heavy sense of urgency concerning my course in life, my fervent need for a free spirit, and the song I most relate to at the moment is Blackbird by The Beatles.
About Me
- hillaryelise
- Spark a match and watch the candle burn. The wick runs out and love takes its turn. On fallen angels and broken sounds, we will last past the final round. It took a while for you to find me, because i was hiding in the lime tree. Above the city in the rain cloud, i poked a hole and watched it drain out. Parallel to the city streets, our broken crowns beneath our feet, but as we walk across the diamonds, we know that love is always shining. So save me love, save me all the time. I'll wash you down with a simple sip of wine, and toast my glass to all my loved ones, to let them know that the stars well they still shine.
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