Look Up

and you find yourself weeping at 70 miles an hour
and music makes you weep
and you have had your worst day and your best day
on the same day of your life
and you lie in bed in the middle of the day
searching the ceiling for answers
and all you find are cobwebs & fingerprints'
and you want so hard to make some kind of connection
and yet you can't touch people
and you feel more desperate than before
and there is never enough time or enough love
and you feel like your senses have been deadened
and someone tells you that you're like a raw nerve
and you say that if you do nothing else in your life at least you have loved passionately and been loved
passionately...

I feel this SO much. Every day when I'm walking through my high school parking lot in the freezing cold air with my breath coming out in vapor I want to scream out and run and jump and fly and make people notice me and love me but every day I just bundle up and go to class and sometimes raise my hand and sometimes try to be funny but pretty much every day I just end up coming home at three and doing most of my homework and writing letters to the people I really love.

"When will it snow?
It's been raining for hours
and why do I feel so alone?"
[Lisa Loeb]

posted by Allison Francis @ 9:00 PM