Scene 72: Streetlights and Stars

Let’s play along the streets, luminescent and loud
Roaring and tumbling with mechanical winds
Strutting over the sidewalk ever so proud

Let’s run under the dark mantle, immense and vast
Sweeping and blinking with twinkling smiles
Dancing over the fields of the discarded past

Let’s sing over the cities, flickering and weathered
Busied and wearied from pointless turmoil
We’re making the futures, we’ll make it together




College is kind of a bitch. Not gonna lie.

I love it to death. But it's just like a grown up roller coaster.

The highs are higher. The lows are lower.

Much lower.

And it's much easier to lose yourself in all the confusion, stress, and chaos around, especially when everyone else feels the same way. Without all your old familiarities, you just shrivel up inside without even noticing it.

Then you give yourself a pep talk, because that's the only way any thing makes any sense.

You know you. No one else does.

So tell yourself to smile.

Let go and take a friend and a step forward.