I broke down
My eyes burned with un shed but necessary tears
He just sat there and looked at me
While I choked and stared out the window
He asked me if I was okay
And I said I'll make it through
He told me he didn't believe me
And when I tried to tell him I was fine..
My voice broke and I started to shake..
All wanted to do was go to the bank of the river,
Maybe curl up under my bed sheets
And cry about it all
So I'm weak and fragile at the sound of a few words
We are all weak and fragile no matter how many times we say we're strong and a fighter
Because we're only as strong as our weakest attribute
But I stayed there in that chair,
Looking him in the eyes
Trying to swallow already breathed air
Choking on the words he was saying to me
I couldn't break down
Not with people walking by the glass window..
But I'm going to be leaving everything behind me
Everything I've ever loved and known
Not one thing will be what I was used to
And I can withstand the strongest winds
And I can endure the hottest flames
But losing my home
Having the world plop right on top of you
Knocks the wind out and suddenly,
I no longer have anything to withstand
Kind of like an old record in the record book
Claimed and prized for a little bit
And then thrown into the back of the pile
The clock was still ticking
And his mouth was still moving
But I was stuck in a little glass bottle
Set to sail the ocean alone and aimlessly
But I bobbed and dived from each oncoming wave
Only to wash ashore on an island called expectations
And I shouldn't be here..
On this island..
But I am.. And nothing will get me to go out into the vast and somehow empty ocean of my path
Everything is on me now
As I sat, paralyzed and lifeless
In that chair, looking at his eyes
In his office,
The Principal's Office
Mar 20, 2013
Mar 20, 2013 at 8:35 PM UTC
I broke down
My eyes burned with un shed but necessary tears
He just sat there and looked at me
While I choked and stared out the window
He asked me if I was okay
And I said I'll make it through
He told me he didn't believe me
And when I tried to tell him I was fine..
My voice broke and I started to shake..
All wanted to do was go to the bank of the river,
Maybe curl up under my bed sheets
And cry about it all
So I'm weak and fragile at the sound of a few words
We are all weak and fragile no matter how many times we say we're strong and a fighter
Because we're only as strong as our weakest attribute
But I stayed there in that chair,
Looking him in the eyes
Trying to swallow already breathed air
Choking on the words he was saying to me
I couldn't break down
Not with people walking by the glass window..
But I'm going to be leaving everything behind me
Everything I've ever loved and known
Not one thing will be what I was used to
And I can withstand the strongest winds
And I can endure the hottest flames
But losing my home
Having the world plop right on top of you
Knocks the wind out and suddenly,
I no longer have anything to withstand
Kind of like an old record in the record book
Claimed and prized for a little bit
And then thrown into the back of the pile
The clock was still ticking
And his mouth was still moving
But I was stuck in a little glass bottle
Set to sail the ocean alone and aimlessly
But I bobbed and dived from each oncoming wave
Only to wash ashore on an island called expectations
And I shouldn't be here..
On this island..
But I am.. And nothing will get me to go out into the vast and somehow empty ocean of my path
Everything is on me now
As I sat, paralyzed and lifeless
In that chair, looking at his eyes
In his office,
The Principal's Office
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