Writing

Stay in the margins

Don’t speak up, stay quiet, the adults are talking

What are we supposed to do?

Stay in the margins

Be yourself, but not if society doesn’t like it

My leisure was over 
quicker than expected. 
Now I'm back to doing homework 
but keep getting distracted. 
Another glance at the clock 
Another 30 minutes gone. 

I had woken up in the middle of the night, craving cinnamon rolls. So, there I was, at 3 in the morning, dragging myself to the grocery store, still dressed in my fuzzy dinosaur pajamas.

Every story I've ever been told has held a spot in my life, 

The goodest of hero's and foulest of foes did share with me the night. 

The binary code is plastered everywhere

from the billboard of the new romance movie

to the books that have shaped our history. 

The binary code is ingrained in our heads

as we see the magazines, 

I hang candy necklaces from the tips of my fingers

All the way to your reaching palms.

We smile like we're kids again. Maybe we always were,

But who realizes that anymore?