Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Real talks

he has funny little freckles on his nose that don't look all that great because they don't match his personality and because they aren't really noticeable. he tries to wear nice clothes with dark pointy shoes and skinny things because he just wants her to look at him. he wears these fake glasses to try and get people with real glasses to connect with him and start a conversation with him but he gets all flustered and admits they're fake. he once tried to find fake braces, but he had to settle with the glasses. tomorrow he'll try to fit in with three different crowds by the way he acts, the music he listens to in the morning, and the way he ties his shoes. he takes AP classes because one crowd he likes does. and he isn't very good at them. and he won't fit in because 1+2+3=4 so he can't be 1, 2, or 3. he's just a four. no one likes the number four. he sleeps with his shirt on, unlike the other better-bodied-boys his age because he is scared of his own family seeing him shirtless because there are no muscles there. he is scared of going swimming with friends, in fact he won't. unless he can wear a shirt. he is pretty good at making music, but there will always be some blond, or asian kid better than him, so he doesn't really try. he tries to write, and maybe he's good at it, but he'll never know. because no one will stop and listen, to his poetry that took him ages to actually finish because he can't quite ever finish anything significant he tries. he moves at a snail's pace, because he believes life should be enjoyed. he likes a girl that's in love with his worst enemy. he does not have his own standards, he lets the people he tries to be set his standards for him and he hates himself when he can't uphold them. he doesn't believe in love yet because he thinks you're not going to marry anyone you meet in highschool, unless you divorce and meet someone at a reunion. he will never be quite good enough for his life. or is circumstances. But he is in charge of his own life. And I'm sure I'll figure it out someday.

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