I'm so so tired of college. But that's nothing new. I've been listening to Taylor Swift's album Red, again. That's new? Also Hannah Montana. These are both artists I was really into in middle school, which is telling, I guess. I'm kinda using their music to escape the moment. I think that's alright to do sometimes. I just hate my life right now, so that's why I'm doing it. Middle school was so easy in comparison to now. Not to mention, SO MUCH HAPPIER. I feel lost.
I'm like a lonely seagull rummaging through sand to find a gross lunch. Diving onto the beach--something I have to do if I want to live--I'm going into the obligatory situation knowing I'm gonna find gross stuff. I may have to fend off others to get what I want. And of course, I now have to do this everyday. After a while, the once new situation gets old and mind-numbing. I want it to be like the old days. I want someone else to fetch the lunch for me, and bring it back to wherever weird seagulls like myself live. But I know that can't happen.
"How big are your dreams?" My mom frustratingly asked me once, when I complained to her about how much I hated my college.
You know, I don't know. But wouldn't it be easier for you, if I did?
I'm like a lonely seagull rummaging through sand to find a gross lunch. Diving onto the beach--something I have to do if I want to live--I'm going into the obligatory situation knowing I'm gonna find gross stuff. I may have to fend off others to get what I want. And of course, I now have to do this everyday. After a while, the once new situation gets old and mind-numbing. I want it to be like the old days. I want someone else to fetch the lunch for me, and bring it back to wherever weird seagulls like myself live. But I know that can't happen.
"How big are your dreams?" My mom frustratingly asked me once, when I complained to her about how much I hated my college.
You know, I don't know. But wouldn't it be easier for you, if I did?
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