Now its 2 a.m. And you're surrounded by
silence., Absolute nothingness
It's great, being up late at night Or the wee
hours of the morning, however you choose to
look at it
Because it's just you and you're thoughts.,
Now
Not the thoughts, those intensely destructive thoughts...
that you have in the middle of the
day while keeping that stain of a smile on
your face
Not those thoughts, no, not those pathetically
lonely thoughts you have in a crowd full of
people that you somehow seemed to keep
entertained
That's you now., But then it was
Then
The thoughts, those wonder filled and
hopeful thoughts that danced around your
mind, like a circus almost, while you sang
around your room.,
Those magical, shimmery thoughts that
would get you distracted in class while you
should have been learning about pre-algebra,
or the founding fathers, or whatever those
imagination-killing teachers believed was
most important in time.,
Those dreams, those terrifyingly
devastatingly real dreams that you knew deep
down would always come true.,
But that was then.
Suddenly the dusk turns to dawn, and
everyone's waking up, and you and you're
thoughts...They aren't alone anymore
And that was then. But now is now, and
it's time to get back to Those thoughts. Those
roller coaster, tidal wave thoughts that you
lock behind that stain of a smile.,
Because this is now.