Signs

V. Show Life

Just your average day. You know the day when you have a dream you can't remember but you get a bad feeling?

You have to go to school or you just get another bad feeling almost like you're being followed by a bad feeling yet it leads you into thought. Something you might've hated before your eyes become open as you breathe in your nose and out your mouth.

You listen, you do, you think, you answer, you learn. Yet nothing is set and done. You become bored or conflicted with what you need or want. You continue with the project assigned to you by your Junior English teacher.

The thing is that the story about the myths was that it's actually the myth of your past. Your past.

There's somethin called 'world' history, and then there's somethin called 'your own' history. Yet, as you begin to speak, you are shy. You don't often do presentations. Not in such silence, not with so many eyes watching or so many ears listening to the vibrations in your voice.

As they pierce your own eyes with their views you begin to choke or stutter. You can't begin to speak. It's not that your actually shy of presentation just that it's your true story in code yet no one knows how important it is to you.

"Will they laugh? Will they cheer? Stay silent?" Thoughts race through your head as your heart is beating in first place. As soon as you can speak you begin to shake. Your passion is out there, you seem super scared yet you're very brave to give off your own story and to show so many people how you express yourself in your writing. They may see something dark, or light. But do they really matter?

I don't see any one smiling just their jaw dropped faces as I read my story on the creation of my world through the loss of others.

As I read my world, it collides with theirs. Now will they view me differently? Will they go to sleep and wake up with the same feeling? Who really knows what I mean what I say? Can anyone see through the metaphors? Or is this a show life as I follow the script of a young boy in his junior year reading about something that shouldn't mean so much.

I only wish they knew that it wasn't so easy...