clayson connors

leaving the past

i'm a private person....so you
can say i don't open up to anyone, really.
no one in this town really likes me, because they
think i'm trying to ruin their suburban city. only
if they knew the REAL reason why i was here.
i spend most of time hanging out smoking a fresh
pack of marlboro cigarettes. 3 packs, a day.
the only person i really trust is roxi, she is cute, too.
we hang out by the sea, usually we go to the other dock
on the other side of town.
she loves the market there. they have pretty seashells
the glistens in the sun. her face blended in with the mood of
the people's own, happy & delighted to just live another day.
i know they all have clean slates, especially roxi who gets shun
by the student body for simply trying to save their lives from
danger.
me, on the other hand, was sent to this suburban city for
drunk driving. i guess i was just upset
about my folks getting divorce, my grandmother being run
over by a car and all. so i went onto the high dive and jumped into
a pool of alcoholic drinks, i was wasted that night that i stole
a car and drove into the highway where the police found out i was drunk.
my mom really didn't want to send me here, but she
had no choice to. it's my fault for dealing with my
problem, the way that i handled it. but i learned
from my mistake. i should be back in miami but i decided
to remain here in the suburbs. to see where my life goes
from here, maybe.
don't drink & drive...it'll make you a different
person to the eyes of others, i'm just leaving the
past behind me and creating a new folder
called manana, tomorrow.