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I Found A Rather Curious Thought Hiding In The Back Of My Head, During A Conversation With Haru Today.

You Know What?

Adults Are Just As Unstable, Confused, And Emotional As Us,
Just On Different Subjects; That's What Makes Them Adults.
They Say We're Changing, And We're Just Teenagers,
But, In The Grand Reality Of Everything, They're Just As Lost As We Are.

I Can't Wait For Summer To Come Parading Across The Calander.
For A Couple Days Without Scheduals, And Clocks.
For A Chance To Do What I Want, Without Paying Any Concequences For Missing Work.
It'll Be Great.

But, It's Just Turning Spring.
Summer's Not Even In The Question Yet.
That Really Kind Of A Let-Down.

I've Been Feeling Pretty Good For The Week,
But I Started Feeling Sick Again Today,
And Then I Started Feeling Really Bored.

I Know That If I Start Something Big Today,
I'll Be Bored With It Tomarrow, So There Really Seems
Like There's Nothing To Do But Wait For Tomarrow.
And Then Tomarrow I Go Through Classes, And Feel Bored Again.

I've Still Been Adding Ideas Into This Story I Started At The Begining Of The Year.
I Haven't Written Anything, And I Probably Won't, But My Ideas Are Accounted For.

You Know What Else?

I'm Tired Of Stupid Routines.
Of Waking Up, And Going To School,
Only To Come Back Angry With Class.
Tired Of Slapping The 'Play' Button And Listening To Gazette.
Man, I'm Tired Of Everything!
I Need To Do Something Fun.

I Need To Buy New Notebooks For School.
I've Torn My Old Ones To Shreds, And They're Thin,
Now That I've Torn Pages Out To Draw On.
My Math Teacher Seems Interested In What I Draw.
Every Once In Awhile He Comments On What I Do With Free Time.
Things Like, 'So, Do You Actually Know What You're Drawing?'
I Don't.
I Draw A Line On A Piece Of Paper And Let My Mind Carry Me From There.

One Of My Dad's Friend's Sons Is Moving Here.
I've Been Forced To Hang Out With Him Before.
I Just Don't Know Why, But We've Never Really Clicked.
I Always Thought He Was Meladramatic, And Annoying.
Either Way, He's Moving Here After Some Family Issues,
And My Parents Are Talking About Me Having To Hang Out With Him.
I Said He's Not my Friend, And I Don't Really Know Him.
They Said He'd Probably Be Depressed.
I Said That That Kind Of Annoys Me, Because When I'm Been Depressed,
No One Is Pressured To Come Over To My House Or Anything.
Then, I Thought About How Bobby Killed Himself, And Thought
That If I Could Prevent That, What's To Lose?
It Annoys Me, How I Think Sometimes.
I Felt Ashamed For Not Wanting To Be His Friend,
But I Don't, Deep Down, I Seriously Disdain Having To Do It,
But, I Feel That I Might Be A Saving Grace, In A Sense.
Who Knows, Maybe He'll Be Like Many Other People,
And Outgrow Me For New Friends.

I Was Watching Pulp Fiction, But Then I Got Bored With That...

I've Been Sifting Through Old Music, And Digging Up Old Bands That I Loved Years Ago.
I Guess When We're Bored With Our Future, We Go Back To The Past.
Kind Of Like A Retro-Fad.

One Day, And I've Managed To Totally Trash My Room...
I've Really Got To Clean Tomarrow...

Here's Quick Little Diddy To End This With;

I've Got A Lot On My Mind Again,
I've Got A Lot Of Worry Too.
I've Got A Lot Of Future Issues,
And I Don't Know What To Do.

My Clock Is Always Ticking,
Steals Away My Thoughts,
And It's All The Routines And Schedules,
From Which My Trouble's Wrought.

Now School May Be Important,
Maybe I Should Get A Clue.
And Fighting The Clock Is Pointless
So, There's Nothing I Can Do.

There's Got To Be Some Reason,
A Reason Everything's Wrong.
But, I Cannot Find It,
So There's The End Of This Song.