The Reason

Am I the reason you run down a maze that's never ending? You try to keep a straight face as you slowly shatter me into a million pieces. I stare out at this cityscape and know that I will love you forever. Always. Even as you say 'goodbye'. 

The End.

We fell in love with the city of love. We learned about love. We learned how to love. We learned that duct tape can't fix anything, or maybe it fixes everything. We learned that sometimes we remember the same things, and that stealing is okay. We learned about death, but more importantly we learned about life. We learned that life is too short to spend our time in a well paying job that we hate. We learned to follow our dreams to Paris.

For the last time,

The Obsessed Mess.

Adieu Paris.

So, this is it. We bid one another adieu and move on.

For a few months we shared a class and found our own way to be a little indie. Now we are going to go off to different classes with different people and different teachers. We will see each other in the halls and act as if we don't know each other and move on. Most will forget paris and everything we have learned together, but some won't.

Some will remember Paris, I hope to never forget. Paris was where I found out that in the long run, money isn't as important as happiness, that a degree in english is crap and sometimes a journal is your lifeline. Wandering Paris was where I found myself; who I was, who I am, and who I want to be.

This class allowed me to roam the streets of Paris, to discover myself and learn that we are all trying to find our own Paris. None of us really know what the hell is going on, or what is going to happen tomorrow, but we will always have Paris.

Thank you Mr. Nelson, for introducing us to Paris and allowing us to find our own.

it's time for everyone to just give up.

Alright... I have something to say. 

I'm tired. 

I'm exhausted.

I'm sick of school, I'm ready to leave.

I'm sick of the people, I'm ready for them to leave.

I'm sick of it all. 

I could make a list of all of the reasons that I am just sick and tired. Sick and tired of it all...

But I won't. That isn't fair to you, and in a world that isn't fair, I shall show you mercy. 

 I do not know what you have gone through today and I doubt you want to hear my ramblings... but here they are. Making little to no sense, but here they are none the less. 

Now you know my fellow students... I am exhausted and this whole growing up bit is kicking my ass. 

I have literally told you nothing.

how rude.

"You shouldn't have done that. It was rude."

Uh...yeah. That was the point. 

I didn't do what I did and think to myself... "Wow... you are just the coolest thing since sliced bread."

Okay... yeah I did think that, but it didn't have anything to do with thinking my actions were kind. It had everything to with the fact that my actions were justified in some warped way by my dysfunctional mind. 

 Oh... and... uh... 

"Yes you look fat in that dress."

fish up in a tree.

"Cats shouldn't eat artificially died, foam cranberries."

"That's... profound."

In my short time I have learned that people preach common sense but struggle with actually applying it.

Yeah... I'm talking to you. My muse. My inspiration.

You're great, don't get me wrong... but you're just a fish climbing a tree.

not common sense. 

cheers to you.

I will lie until I get it right.
It might take me my whole life, but I will make it happen.
I will fake it until I make it. I will lie, cheat and steal.
I will make it.
I will be the best.
I can be the only one.
You must be the only one.
We must be the best.
Here, there can only be one, but they expect us to ALL be the one who wins.
You shove your views down our throats.
You drive your children to the brink and then you wonder why.
We are driven to the edge...almost falling. always.
Right as we reach the edge we are given slack and we come back.
People die, people cry.
It ends, it begins.
This place will be the end of us all if we don't get out.
I will get out. I will not allow them to force me to be what they"know" I have to be.
I will be what I want to be.
When I want to be that and I will do it my way.
I will succeed and I will make it, but only because you taught me that it is the ONLY way.
I will lie, cheat and steal to get what I want,
because you told be that that is the only way to get it.
So cheers to you and your screwed up values.
Turn a blind eye and act like you don't see.
We all know that you do.
So cheers to you.