I felt good and was smiling,
smiling at the people,
mostly the girls.

you know the pretty ones.

when you feel good,

you don’t want to hide from the pretty ones,

you look at their bombing blue eyes and smile and say hey.


smiling at the people who I
usually can’t stand,
i don’t like them and I don’t
want them around.

I felt good, not beating myself up
over nothing.
the mind was finally at its edge of peace.
The craziness has faded out of my heart
and now maybe I can love again.