certainty

I want this to be over. I fail to reign my thoughts into the direction I desire. I'm ruled by them. I want this year to be over. I want school to be a distant memory, like past winters - I know they happened, but it's too dark in here to remember. I want to be something, instead of just doing. I want to stop answering your questions. And the questions I know you're about to ask.

I wanted to go to the track today but I had no one to go with. Probably the only place I can lose my thoughts. Everything is so simple - just one foot ahead of the other and you know where you'll be at the end. It's so sure. How I wish the rest of everything was as certain.