I could, you know.

Am I expected to know what to do now?
Clasping my palms together won't keep the time from running over.
Day in and day out,

it's all the same.

I just want something to hold on to.

Stuck Here For Now

Ask not what you can do for your city,
but what your city can do for you.

Where you live, where you grow up-
it's all a big part of who you are, and who you're going to be.

I'm not living for right now, I'm living for the future,
for San Francisco,

where I'll finally be who I've wanted to be for so long.

When I was little, I dreamt about being someone
that I now see I can become.

But I don't want that anymore.

I have new aspirations, new goals, new thoughts.

I want to get away from this little town

more than anyone else.

Sad Younger Jamie, Bookstores, and Stomach Aches

Today, I woke up without a stomach ache, yet here I am, having one as we speak.
Can't remember the last time I went a day without a stomach ache.

Going to the bookstore today.
That'll be fun.

I don't know why I do what I do.
I don't know why it matters to me so damn much.
It shouldn't. I should just go a day without any cares.

A carefree person, me? HA.
I haven't been carefree since I was four years old.

Literally.

I was a very worrisome child. I remember one time, in third grade, I stayed home and pretended to be sick for an entire week because I was sad.
Yeah, little 9 year-old Jamie- depressed.
Nice, man. No really.
-_-