The Beauty of Logic
Today, I told a teacher to go to that place where tortured souls go. Just because she was infuriating. The day before that I kissed the player at the back of the bleachers, while playing a game of truth or dare. And before that, I drank my F's away, in a dingy bar at the corner of beat-up street. And even before that, I ran off to a water tower with the clique. Swimming in the dark. I did stupid things knowing the consequences. Knowing that I would have to pay. The logical thing to do is to not do it at all. The reckless things to do is to do it anyway. Because how are we to know what would happen tomorrow. We live for today and today only. Consequences come after. That feeling, the adrenaline and excitement when doing the reckless. If only I actually did all those things I said I did. Maybe one day. When I'm wild and free. And finally the girl I have always wanted to be.
