Story of my life

I could pretend to be happy

When the world is ending

And you'd all believe me

I'm a great actor

But never onstage

 

I can say I'm happy for you

Congrats that's so cool

When under it all

I have a nagging suspicion

That this isn't right

This is weird it

Doesn't sync up and

Like lightning

My brain connects the dots

 

Coincidence...but not at all

Jealousy but she's too blind to see

Too excited

And he just needs to stop

Stop wanting

Stop lying

Stop not knowing

Can't you look at yourself

And tell if you feel or you don't?

 

I'll just pretend it all away I guess

It's only one more year anyway

Head down, flute up

Story of my life.

QueenBee

VT

14 years old

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  • Festival

    Long day

    past where morning sun shines and into the dark huskiness of night

    fluorescent lights beating down 

    then flickering off

    a fanfare

    a reflection

    a redemption

  • Instincts

    Some things are just instinct

    like when I just ran to you

    as soon as I saw you

    and hugged you for -

    oh yeah -

    the first time

    very very platonic of course

    you're my big brother.

  • Flying solo

    Your solo is like sun shining through the clouds in my heart

    it's like a platonic ballad

    it's like you are playing

    through first loves

    and forbidden loves

    and grass in the summer

    and crunchy chips