jan 24th

just another friday

i finally get out of school
i go downstairs between a large crowd
i ignore the teachers
i walk to the gates
i hear someone call my name
i turn around and smile, but continue walking
i don't want to talk to them.

i look up at the white sky
i see the faint outline of the clouds
i smell smoke
i feel the cold wind on my face
i step on the ground, my heels starting to hurt
i hear the cars pass by behind my loud music.

i turn right
i make my way down the street
i go to the first crossing
i look across and see two friends walking together
i don't feel anything.

i make my way down a long bendy road
i am reach my doorstep and wait
i see my dad and brother coming home
i notice the mud on my leg.

i go into my room and lay on my bed
i stare at the ceiling while listening to music
i don't bother opening the curtains
i like it this way.