Saturday, August 6, 2016

You'reABird,FlyAway

i suppose i am sorry for not writing a lot, and mr. nelson had a meeting, that i showed up for and then i didn't show up to the second one but that's because i was out of town and im sorry, i promise i wanted to go. 
this isn't good writing this is just writing, please get used to just writing.

some girl i was with tonight said something about driving the car into the wall barrier and killing us all but not wanting to harm others and then laughed and said she was just kidding but her scars said other wise and i knew that none of us were joking
i am your cigarette butt, you smoke me and once you're done you throw me in the bushes

throw me in the bushes
let me live with the bugs
i picked you some flowers and you said they hung their heads and i don't know if that's a metaphor but who cares, 

it shouldn't have been so special
you were just a girl and i was just a boy
are you the victim or am i

i don't know if i should listen to happy music or sad music / i don't really know the difference a lot of the time / i don't listen to music like that / we all hear things differently
i don't know if the Democratic Party is the donkeys or the elephants

thank you micah for being awake so late and talking to me and being honest

im reading so many unhelpful, useless articles
i always signal when driving but never wear my seatbelt
we sometimes talk but it's so small i don't know if it even matters


today i asked God how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie pop and he said he doesn't know

i can't find my chapstick anywhere
my lungs hurt when i take deep breaths
my phone charger is broken


check out zacford.vsco.co or instagram.com/spookyzac to see some pictures of what ive been up to instead of writing, i don't know






i hate this









1 comment:

  1. "this isn't good writing this is just writing, please get used to just writing."
    Same though.

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