Well, she's not sure how she feels.
She might be content with herself at the moment, but she might not be happy or sad.
In public, out in the open with an audience gaping for her reaction,
she's broadcasting a fun laugh with her friends and exhibiting the biggest smile on her face;
but then she's concerned and confused, while at home sitting in front of her homework;
and then she's dazed and oblivious, while texting the guy she's been talking to;
but then she's sad and alone, while hearing the quiet buzzing surrounding her ears;
and then she's excited and pumped, while listening to her questionable music taste;
but then she's depressed and down, while her best friend is out of school for the day;
and then she's curious and innovative, while she's fixing her broken phone;
but then she's cold and scared, while she's walking home;
and then she's content and happy, while she's with her friends and family doing whatever is bring her a simple joy.
So answering how you are, how you truly and really are, is harder answering than asking,
so no, she's not sure how her feels.
. . .
"I don't know, how I am today. But I can't complain how I am right now. Good day, sir!"
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hey hey it's jules!! i wrote this maybe before i wrote that first story about changing things up, but i wrote this as a poem that i wanted to present in a poetry slam thing that some of my friends thought about doing, but we never got together. so i thought maybe it's time to show it to an audience :) i hope you enjoyed this really short "poem" thing and have a good day!!
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