Do you ever have one of those days??

Do you ever have one of those days (or weeks) where you go about your day putting on a happy face for everyone, when inside you're screaming? When it seems like you're trapped in a sound proof box, where no matter how hard you pound on the walls or how loud you scream, no one notices you're hurting? Those times when you feel so empty that you search through all your old notes and ticket stubs and fill yourself up with the memories? When every time you see your old friends walking down the halls at school, you wonder what you could've done wrong to end your friendship? Or watching those who are your friends now, and wondering how long it'll take for them to forget about you? Those days when you don't want to reply with the traditional "I'm fine" when someone asks how you're doing, yet you still do? Do you ever have one of those days? I do.

Do You Ever Feel Like....

Something's missing?? As if you go about your life in the same routine, doing the same things day in and day out, with little change. Sure, you ate Frosted Flakes for breakfast today instead of Cocoa Puffs, but other than that it's all the same old-same old. And every time you try to break out of your routine and do something different-be someone different-you are held back by the sameness of your life. Sometimes don't you just want to throw back your head and yell into that blue abyss we call the sky, and tell the clouds that just once could they let it snow in the middle of July? To have your teachers decide to go outside and play kickball instead of making you take that excruciatingly long test. Where's the spontaneity in life? The little things that catch you off-guard and make you smile. The song that comes on your Ipod that fits your mood like a glove, or getting ten out of ten on a skills test you thought you'd fail in gym class. This mindless routine is not good enough for me, I need more from life! That's why no matter how many times this routine and complete sameness holds me back, I'm going to dare to be different and perhaps slip a little Tabasco sauce in my Kool-Aid.