Brooke is: eating a sandwich
pertending she is happy
listening to Rilo Kiley (because she knows no other way of making things better)
dreading work
should be doing english
in need of a hug or two
sick of people asking if she's okay
thinking of skipping choir tonight
really, really cold
sick of people telling her to eat more
Wishing maybe that tomorrow will be okay.
Wishes she was somewhere else.
Wishes that people would stop asking about the bruises
Wishes she could just close her eyes until things were better again.
{ listening intently } I feel the wind on my cheek coming down from the east, And thought about how we are all as numerous as leaves on trees. And maybe ours, is the cause of all mankind. Give love to make more, try to stay alive.
1 comment:
hey beautiful,, i wish i was there to give you a hug.. oh i could come visit you at work! yes, thats what i'll do.
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