writings on life

Screamin’

Hey kid, why are you screamin’

I was sitting in my front yard dreamin’

When you interrupted

It sounds like Mount St. Helens erupted

I can only imagine what your face looks like

And how your mom must feel

Disgusted

Seriously, what’s your deal

How long till you discover

That there are others

Go ahead for now and cry at your own party

Or your brother’s or your friend’s

You don’t know there’s only so much longer that you can pretend

Or did someone just tell you?

Because now I’m back to bliss

Surrounded by the green of my garden, hearing the crickets hiss

Save your screams for when they matter

But don’t grow out of your princess dress

Or your dragon costume

The real world will reach you soon

There you go again

My peaceful world is shatterin’

You’re royalty and mythology

To me, a mystery

You go on screamin’

I’ll be in my front yard, in the garden, behind the sunflowers, dreamin’

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