Witt Parkinson

Somethings Wrong

The car ride home wasnt pleasent giving the thought i still think about Dave...

"Witt..."

My mother said,
I blankely look at her.

"Yes..?"

There was a silence... i could see tears overflow her eyes.

"Why...?"

"I dont know..."

"Witt now's not the time to not know.., can you tell me why."

"I dont know.."

"F*** witt !... cant you think about anybody other then yourself!, what if i was alone!, what if he left and i struggled to keep myself up.."

I looked at her..and stated.

"You care?, you care about him more then me, iv been alone this whole time and your worried about YOURSELF being alone, your selfish"

She Abruptly stopped the car and looked at me..

"Witt..."

I stared out the window.

"Just take me home.."

She started the car again and we made our way down the city , unto our community and into our driveway.

It was a pause untill we got out, and she stared at the spot that night were i laid,
And she finally got out, and avoided stepping on the spot.
I went too my room that has been fixed, everything back into place exactly where it was.

I laid down on my bed and stared at the stars and planets hanging from my cieling...thinking.

I could have been a star,
I could have been looked at and finally get noticed.