freewrite for English. ha

Nothing is ever what it seems- even if it seems to be such. I feel like today has been that day where I woke up alone and
excited. I never have understood being content with being friendless but that’s really it, isn’t it? I am not friendless like
I once thought- people care and understand who I am and why; they would just rather pretend to be opposed. They must be jealous-
at least that’s what I want to believe- or maybe it’s scary? I am opposed to their opposal if that’s even a word. I am afraid
of their fear. Who am I but a normal child of god or whoever the big cheese of E.A.R.T.H. really is. Who am I to see the world
differently, and gasp, how dare I! How dare I hold an opinion close to heart- how dare I breathe in as the rest of you breathe
out. Who dares to dance to a different number and frankly who dares to even hear the song? I am she who dares- she who feels
it necessary to be me. Know thyself and let thy known self be true- right. Wrong! Who dares cross my path. Who dares listen
and actually learn, and who dares to be alone and content. This is ignorance you are young and not in love? You have a level
head and understand the world around you! poo-poo as the baguettes would say- that’s untrue and undesirable. Why are you not
a dreamer, with star-crossed eyes? How dare you be the one and only and who says you may do what you do? Keep close, brown
eyes- you are sick! Role camera and be something eventful.
Tonight is the night I open my eyes and realize you are around me. I feel the comfort but I’m not exactly sure how to deal.
It tickles my fancy and keeps me company in the zooming twilight downtown. I am who I say I am. You say who I am so who are
you? I never have understood being afraid of the dark- its where you can be everything and nothing all at once. In the dark
I am alone but surrounded.
The sound is upon us and I hear it blankly. I feel it isn’t what I need, but who I want to be. The city lights are nice but
the calm nature of those around me make me sick. I need the noise. I need noise. Noise. Noise… I feel like I’m dead if its
silent and I surely am not dead yet. The groans of intestines like lawyers of time development make us sit at tables. Quieter
than normal you open my eyes to the way it is alone and content. Let me in. let me know. Let me in and open your eyes. I am
young and out of love. I am cold when its warm- and I know myself and so should you. I am epic and worthy of someone’s presence
and I want to be contained in myself alone without the loneliness. I need to understand where you’re coming from and I need
to go there, too. Let me leave and go there too. Are you there too? Am I welcome? You’re welcome. I’m there. Where are you?
The weather isn’t exactly what I hoped for. Jackets are for sissy’s. michelles a sissy. Hes a sissy. Be a sissy. Im less-sissy.
We were hungry. We were tired. The lines made monsters in my eyes. I need nothing. I need something. It’s cold outside and
the sky is black. Theres no stars. Theres one star. I’m longing for lonely.