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various levels of consciousness achieved throughout the length of this summer
different experiences of love, trust, and honesty
as well as let downs, lies, and buzz-kills
but what does it all mean
what can a summer spent inside the walls of my house
and almost nowhere else possibly mean?
could it mean that summer is just the same as the school year
but without the early mornings
my parents are still working and i have to wait for them to get home to see my friends
it could be my fault in part
but let's not get into that now
this summer has shone me, just how important human contact is
how important love is
and how important art and music is
i have done a mural
played some blues
and loved my boo
but all i want in addition to those truly wonderful things
is school
in all of it's cowardly wonder
it's pathetic excuse for an art's school
with it's white parliamentary walls
and the lack of knowledge of a better tomorrow
i have a lot ridding on me this year
senior project
co-leader with Claire in peace council
all my academic classes
music
growing the fuck up finally
working
loving
attempt to make it out of this city alive
and find my true place in the world as an accomplished senior/graduate
but i need to be back in those crumbling walls again
i need to become that much more hearing impaired by that old-school bell/cafeteria
and i need to see some new smiles to make my days go by that much faster
i want to be back
~andrew
different experiences of love, trust, and honesty
as well as let downs, lies, and buzz-kills
but what does it all mean
what can a summer spent inside the walls of my house
and almost nowhere else possibly mean?
could it mean that summer is just the same as the school year
but without the early mornings
my parents are still working and i have to wait for them to get home to see my friends
it could be my fault in part
but let's not get into that now
this summer has shone me, just how important human contact is
how important love is
and how important art and music is
i have done a mural
played some blues
and loved my boo
but all i want in addition to those truly wonderful things
is school
in all of it's cowardly wonder
it's pathetic excuse for an art's school
with it's white parliamentary walls
and the lack of knowledge of a better tomorrow
i have a lot ridding on me this year
senior project
co-leader with Claire in peace council
all my academic classes
music
growing the fuck up finally
working
loving
attempt to make it out of this city alive
and find my true place in the world as an accomplished senior/graduate
but i need to be back in those crumbling walls again
i need to become that much more hearing impaired by that old-school bell/cafeteria
and i need to see some new smiles to make my days go by that much faster
i want to be back
~andrew