The sun is wearing out your eyes.
They look across the land,
But they can’t tell sea from sand.
Now who will hold your hand?
And who will rub your back?
Your chains run deep.
- Haley Bonar, “Us”
Two years ago, I was afraid of wanting anything. I figured wanting would lead to trying and trying would lead to failure. But now I find I can’t stop wanting. I want to fly somewhere on first class. I want to travel to Europe on a business trip. I want to get invited to the White House. I want to learn about the world. I want to surprise myself. I want to be important. I want to be the best person I can be. I want to define myself instead of having others define me. I want to win and have people be happy for me. I want to lose and get over it. I want to not be afraid of the unknown. I want to grow up and be generous and big hearted, the way people have been with me. I want an interesting and surprising life. It’s not that I think I’m going to get all these things, I just want the possibility of getting them. College represents possibility. The possibility that things are going to change. I can’t wait.
Friday Night Lights, 3x12 Underdogs, Tyra
let me,
it seems like streetlights, glowin’
happen to be just like moments, passin’
in front of me
so, I hopped in the cab and
I paid my fare
see, I know my destination, but I’m just not there.
