I hear every dragging handclap over every dragging beat
That's just the beat of time-the beat that must go on
If you been trying for years-then we already heard your song...
How death or glory becomes just another story..."
"Death or Glory" by The Clash (but I must say I love Social
I don't know I guess I always expected something different, something more. Like once I got "out of the house" that I'd feel...better.
What I feel is awkward and scared. Have I made the right decisions? Do my decisions even matter anyway? If I was still in high school then I would be halfway through "the school year", a period of time that had previously always seemed distant, unattainable. My days counted out in tally marks on a prison wall. All the other years it took what felt like years to get to Christmas vacation, this year it took seconds. After all, I just graduated
Everyone always talks about how the moment high school is over everything starts moving at light speed, the years just melt into one another until you have no idea where the time went. I thought it was an exaggeration, some bullshit that parent's tell their children to scare them into enjoying the time that they felt they personally squandered...it's not. And what have I done with mine?
I feel the itching in my skin, my fingers twitch, I can barely keep my legs still. From anticipation? Maybe. From anxiety? Definitely. I can feel this need building up inside of me, but I don't know what it's for.