My mind

I don’t know what to do with it.

My mind is a maze

With every step, I never know what i’m going to encounter

I never know what thoughts are going to pop in my head

and what emotions are going to unravel through me

My mind is a puzzle, and with each piece a part of the big picture is revealed

My mind is like a tree

There are branches off of thoughts sectioning off of each other

Reaching ...

I was alone. Nobody was home, so I had the house to myself for the weekend since my parents had some odd event to go to that they refused to tell the details of.

I was alone, and I was supposed to be alone for a while. I wasn’t one of those teenagers that immediately threw a party once their parents aren’t around. I didn’t have enough friends to do such a thing, and the ones I did were geeks any...