EWA
We search and search
Roam the streets
Wait in the park
Throw a frisbee
Roam around town
Pick up some girls
Raise our hopes
But they could be trouble
The insanity is half the fun
It’s a mind fuck waiting to happen
See an old friend
Hear some good news
Talk of rumours
We’re just trying to live
Go out into the country
Good friends and good tunes
Good times waiting to happen
A boy past curfew
Some neibhors who are friendly
Invite us into their homes
Another friend calls
He gets off work
We manage our way ‘cross town
We hang out for hours
Play games
Watch cartoons
Good friends and good tunes
How could I drive home?
The sun is rising
A new day to fly
And I’m a plane crash waiting to happen
The clouds are pink
With shades or peach
My cigarette burns
Short drive home
Fall asleep on the couch
Need some water
Dehydrated
Getting happier every day
Ready to leave this shit town
I only wish I could bring you all with me
From my apartment they’ll hear
Wish you where here
Oh, how I wish, how I wish…
I really like it, how you just put out there what everyone else is feeling but can’t get into words
thank you Amie
Probably just a regular day, but it looks so good in poetry. But wasn’t sure if the ending was happy or sad