i havent spent much time actually figuring out what my favourites are
i havent done real homework in the last month
i havent tried many things
including ice scultping
i havent written down my dreams
i havent remembered your name
i havent spent christmas without family
i havent walked on some of the paths behind my house
i havent played tennis in two years, properly
i havent stayed in one place long enough to notice significant change
i havent been to the doctors in say, five years
i havent stayed home this year
i havent told you a list of things that reaches forever


sometimes i cant say what i think
out of fear i might hurt someone, perhaps myself
sometimes i laugh out of reflex
sometimes i cry
sometimes i miss chances ill never get back
sometimes i dwell on things way too long
sometimes i cant decide
sometimes i do things cause i have too, out of obligation
sometimes i things work out in my head, but not out loud
sometimes i regret what i do
sometimes i forget the spelling of easy words
sometimes i disappoint myself
sometimes i just want to be still
and watch the moon

i want to ride
i want to be command myself to be comfortable
i want to have summer back
i want to write on my wall
i want to go to bed



bonne nuit