Wal-Mart at 12 a.m. is almost eerie.

Silent save the occasional shopper or manager,
Perhaps following you to ensure you don't do anything foolish.

Picking out the dumbest things just because you need to smile.

Playing with your friend in the toys, letting go for once,
Just to be chased away by management.

Losing one of the squad and looking for her.

Wandering over to the makeup, glancing at the camera,
Then picking out what you want and pocketing it an aisle over.

Going to the arcade and winning for once.

It's not a secret, you needed a win,
Plus your little sibling will love the new stuffed toy.

Seeing a random family member.

Rushing away as to remain unseen,
Knowing if your parents find out you will be dead.

The general feeling of disassociated contentedness when you finally leave.

You won't remember half of what happened anyway,
But who cares.

Shopping at night is the best.

The way he walks
His smile
And his complete look.

Drives me absolutely nuts.

The way you turn red,
The way you blush.

I have to know, do you ever think of me too?
I think I've caught you staring across the room.
But it's hard to tell, with all these rules and layers built up.

Please give me a sign, if you see a spark in me, if there could ever be an us.

As of right now, to you;
I'm just another employee.

And To all reading this,
Wish me luck.

I have my heart wrapped around something forbidden
My eyes set on a cloud I can see but not touch.

I can't help it, mister.
you are the one I adore.

The one I yearn to touch.
I do hope, this won't become too much.

I wish i could do
The right ******* thing for once
But i guess i cant

this isn't fair
my soul
screams louder than the blizzard raging on outside

life isn't fair
i'm tired of this whole living thing
it's not a type of tired that sleep can fix

i don't want to feel ever again.