cherry flavored.

needing to be perfect

today i finally
caught the bus.
is that anything
special
though?

probably not.

mom says i should have
a reputation
of being extraordinary,
or whatever she utters,
remarkable.

it appears i need to have
great ideas.

my appearance needs
to be nice
and neat
according to
my mother.

what if i don't
want it
to be?

besides, who even
notices
at school
to be honest?

they'll compliment
your
sweater once
and never speak
to you
again.

i mean, i guess you could
dress to
impress yourself
only, but i don't get the
deal.

it doesn't make
sense to me.

the bus ride earned
a quiet,
calm and relaxed
atmosphere.

i haven't felt like this
in a while,
my mind was at ease.

i deposited my
earbuds
into my ears.

at last, i heard my
favorite songs
from wave to earth.

maybe life isn't
so hard
with music being
your therapy.

woah, that's kinda
corny.
but who cares?

on the bus, we
scattered
across a bumpy road.

the vehicle bounced up
and down, i giggled.

i wished my happiness
was contagious.

i don't want for people
to remain
gloomy and miserable.

i want them to
feel
heartwarming,
blissful, joyful.

if mom was seated next
to me right now,
i would feel anxious.

i'm not sure
why.

i gain a feeling of
anxiety and worry.

she makes me feel like i need
to be perfect
and no where near designing
mistakes.

her eyes represent
being
emotionless.

it gives me shivers, i shake and
almost cry.

however, without her,
i don't feel so
anxious or worried.

is that weird? i
hope not.

time flew by quite quickly.

by the time i finished
thinking about
mom i
already reached
school.