Is there anyone out there?

I used to love fall

nostalgia, pretty leaves

now time flies faster.

I used to have friends who visited my house

just to say hi

who biked by

without a trace of jealousy of any boys I liked

I had rice and bean soup for dinner

the rice was swirling in the broth

there was a single bean in my spoon

and just as I thought

I am the bean

the bean sunk beneath the surface.

I don't know

what's going on.

I am stressed

not consciously

but nevertheless...

I had a dream

they were all fighting

some sort of twisted combination

my school life

orchestra life