posted January 04, 2012 11:27 PM            

I hated how high school unfolded
I hated how lost I became
I hated how mocked and unsocial I was
yet there was so much I gained

I'm not that standoffish prude
I'm not that uptight voyeur
I'm not that somber tortured soul
who couldn't speak up and be heard

I need to look past all the bravado
I need to see people as they were
I need to know they were wandering too
and let go of the pain and the hurt

I'd like to burn all of the memories
I'd like to incinerate the ache
I'd like to take all of the rage and the tears
scatter the remnants for sanity's sake