This Conversation is meaningless,

Conversations about parties, and getting so fucked up that we forget everything the next day.

Next subject: Boys.

Which boy is hot? Who is the next boyfriend? Hook up?

It's all meaningless.

I nod, smile and repeat.

My words never escape my mouth.

My lips sealed shut,

I act indifferent, 

Burying my emotions behing titanium walls.

I'm just trying to figure out the maze of life, school, and tenagers, which I am suppose to be.

I go crazy with the important decisions in my life, but never show it.

Never show my weak side because I hate being vulnerable.

I feel like an outcast.

Everyone is all about the Present, and going crazy while we are young.

My mind wonders to the future, and what I have to do to get there.