Red Dot

Straightened out my head.
Figured out some thoughts.
But I still see this path,
with winding hills and bridges
that haven't been made,
and bumpy roads that need paving.

I'm scared, so scared for my future.
But knowing what I wants makes me happier.

Today, I woke up and biked in the rain.
By the time I left class the sun was peaking out.
Mid-afternoon it's beautiful.
The clouds are moving so fast.






I never felt attractive, I don't think I can.
I look in a mirror and I see beauty,
but only in the eyes of the beholder.
Although that's all that counts, I can't
stop picking out everything I would fix.
I'm rambling on about stupid material nonsense.
But sometimes I need to let the words in my
head out. Stop thinking.
Who do I rely on.
I rely on my keyboard and a tiny red fish
mindlessly moving around and around all
day, with no progress made, no impact
on the world.
I love that little red dot. We are so alike sometimes.
Moving around day after day.
For what.
What do we do, how have we made this
world a better place.