Just A Few (Not A Couple).

By JKill09
_Allow me to present you with some irony: I just want to be alone. Stop sharing and commence greediness. Try and say my name without mentioning any other, I bet you'll stutter. John and him, John and her, John and them are always together. Write down what I did. There's always another. Always somebody featured. You'll never see my name without an ampersand right by it. It's just how it is. 

Leave me alone.

The only punctuation I want near my name is the less than sign (throw a three on there too).

 

"I Guess This Is Growing Up"

By JKill09
_My mind's in college. My body's in high school. Nothing's new anymore. I need to break the routine, change myself and make a new teen. I want a new scene; a new act. But I don't want the play to end.

Turn the page and burn with rage.

How is it possible that the past has me nostalgic, and the future has me anxious? My life is a tape in a VCR without a play button. Take me forward, take me back, it doesn't matter. Just take me away (from) now.