TrackStar123

I am tired. 

I am sad.

I am grouchy.

The long night that had occurred, only just hours ago, has left me restless.

And I, am not one to be restless.

The fall breeze.

The brisk cold air.

The color changing leaves.

All of which I am very aware.

The huge leaf piles.

The bare trees, with branches that could stretch on for miles.

The singing birds.

All is quiet

All is fine.

When it comes to love, there shouldn't be a waiting line.

Love is welcoming.

Love comes in many different ways. 

 As my classmates and I are dismissed from school, I decide to take the long way to my bus stop. For I have quite some thinking to do. I watch the birds fly. The squirrels scrambling for shelter as the howling wind picks up.

They stare.

They talk.

They even glare.

But what bothers me the most, is that I am aware.

The hatred. 

The comments.

The words...

I just can't take it anymore. 

When you feel the pain, you know you're running in the right lane.

Jumping through the obstacles, dodging the mistakes.

When you get tired, make sure to hit the gas - not the brakes.

When you wake up, yeah, you will be sore.