Sailing

What it is to be a shadow

In your own life.

To know that, while you aren't a slave,

Your life does not belong solely to you.

There are decisions to be made

By me.

But the higher ups

They said "No, no, no

This cannot be."

And screwed me over.

Immensely.

So I am not my own person.

I have no decisions to make.

And when even the people who

"Support" you turn you down,

What else can be done?

I'm still standing on this sinking ship,

And I forever will be.

You don't give up on things you love.

You cannot just toss away two years of your life

To spend them in misery.

And while high school seems to be one big mess

Of misery,

I'm trying to make it suck less.

By doing something I love.

Or trying to, at least.

I do not know

Why I can't take control over the situations,

The words,

That control me currently.

Somehow,

People think life is one big bed of roses,

And they act like every problem is something you've got to

"Take the high road" on.

Morals.

They never got anyone anywhere.

Problems

Do not solve themselves

We must solve them ourselves

With wicked determination

And passion.

Passion will get you anywhere,

I suppose.

I hope.

Passion had got me all riled up

And impatient

And bleary-eyed.

Passion had me in a fit

Yesterday.

Over something I love.

Why do I live in hick town?

In a school that may as well just be a ghetto?

Why have I been screwed over

So many times?

It's not going to get any better,

But it could always get worse.

With that attitude,

Friday will be a blast.

Adieu.

I just had to vent my frustration.

I love you.