a thousand things  

after so many summers and rebellions
after many nights caffeine-awake,
and jealous stares behind the backs
of happy boyfriends and sun-painted autumn trees

after too many moments
alone and afraid of the stars
because of how pure and beautiful they are

I need to
I need to do everything
there are a thousand things I would do differently
if I had the chance,
and it’s strange because
I feel way too young for that

there are a thousand things
that keep me awake
and coffee is only one of them
I know wishing is the problem
but I wish
I wish I could close my eyes
and see nothing

© 2006  Hannah Oberlin