These Thoughts Unspoken

Just woke up from another day of dreaming

The look on people’s faces say they thought that I was scheming

Guess I was, scheming of a way to catch your eye

Or maybe get a double-take when I walk by

Spend the next hour thinking ‘bout it trying to get a feel

For if I was too obvious or if I kept it real

Real stupid, or at least that’s what I’m feeling like

Feelings tight, concealed, was nervous so I had to hide

The urge to get the balls to tell you you’ve been on my mind

Then put it in your court and put my heart out on the line

We’ll go and paint the town if yes is what you tell me so

I’ll brace myself for if you find the heart to tell me no

Regardless baby, it’s okay ‘cause I can take a punch

Yeah, I coulda guessed that you already had a hunch

Did you hear my pulse pounding when you talked to me?

Gotta say I had the feeling you were stalking me

Oops, I flipped that, ‘cause I’m the one that followed you

Thought eventually I’d think of something cool to do

Or something sweet to say to keep me in your thoughts

But somewhere between A and B, I got lost

Sidetracked by the idea that someday soon we’d be walking arm in arm

Down the hall, show everyone you stole his Lucky Charm

Picket fence like happy end of the story

Said I was nothing like the other girls that came before me

Just a dream, I know I’m not your one and only, damn

Levine said it best, this love has took its toll on me

One bowl of cereal

The most underrated of breakfasts

Morning’s underdog

On a silent day of sun like this,

This will be your treat

The bowl, the box, the beverage, the works

And you realize that you’d be a fool to believe that your morning could’ve been any better without this

That infantile elation races around your rumbling belly, up to your taste buds

Anticipating the simplest joy that your kitchen had to offer

This edible paradise will be your escape

Drown your worries in those rushing white waters

And feel the power of that curved silver staff

Dive in and indulge in the minutes of ecstasy to come

The only sweet, promised pleasure that to you is guaranteed

First bite.

And feel the anxiety of yet-to-be-started essays melt away

Bite.

And see the colors of the once familiar world outside gradually come to light, revealing beauty that you’ve forgotten was there

Bite.

And forget the broken faces of the boys that never loved you, the girls that you’ll never be, the people that never saw you, those who never cared

And finally, chug down any remnants of this teenage Titanic on which you’ve found yourself in steerage

No.

Don’t sink into the angst accompanying the pressure you never asked for

Instead, take this bowl. Take this spoon.

And sink into the salvation you didn’t think you’d find in this

One bowl of cereal