Questions

Wait, what?

Are you serious?

Are you telling the truth?

What's going on?

Who are you?

How do you know him?

Why did he mention you?

Why is SHE clueless?

Wouldn't she know?

Were we meant to meet?

Is that what he wanted?

Who ARE you?

What are his motivations?

Do I believe you?

Will everything be okay?

Is this all a coincidence?

Or is this a repeat of my history?

Will I know peace?

Or am I doomed to worry?

(composed May 1, 2011)

Where Do We Go From Here?

It's happened

It's done

Where do we go from here?

Will we be happy?

Must we run?

Where do we go from here?

Should we look out?

Should we be scared?

Where do we go from here?

I find myself

So unprepared

Where do we go from here?

What do YOU say?

Shall we stay?

Where do we go from here?

I think we'll go

Just run away

Where do we go from here?

(composed April 28, 2011)

What Must Happen Must Happen

Waking this morning I held an evil premonition

Dispelling the thought all day was my mission

Come midday, I thought all was clear

Then something happened, confirming my fear

I didn't want it to go this way, or happen now

But I know, one day, to the inevitable I must bow

(composed April 28, 2011)

Good Night, Facebookland

"Good night, Facebook," in a status, he said

As he rose from the desk to get ready for bed

"You know I like you, or most by far,

But I love only a few, and you know who you are

Though I'd love to stay and chat (it is what I desire)

I have to go to sleep right now so I won't be quite as tired

As I've tended to be so many times during my Junior year

And if I don't to bed now go, I may pass out right here

My friends here are good therapy

Out of all their good charity

I can tell someone the fears on which I've dwelled

And throughout our discussion, most are quelled

I now know I'm somebody you think of

And after talking to some of the people I love

In a very good mood and feeling very bright

To Facebookland I say good night"

(composed April 27, 2011)