It's Strange The Times People Choose To

I Just Don't Want You To Worry About Me, Or Think You've Met Me, Or Waste Your Time Anymore.

And Even If She Says No, And Really Means Yes, Then Quite Frankly She's Playing Games And Isn't Worth The Price Of Dinner.

I Walk Around The School Hallways And Look At The People. I Look At The Teachers And Wonder Why They're Here. If They Like Their Jobs. Or Us. And I Wonder How Smart They Were When They Were Fifteen. Not In A Mean Way. In A Curious Way. It's Like Looking At All The Students And Wondering Who's Had Their Heart Broken That Day, And How They Are Able To Cope With Having Three Quizzes And A Book Report Due On Top Of That. Or Wondering Who Did The Heart Breaking. And Wondering Why.

You Get The Right Collection Of People Together And You Get The Atmosphere Together That It Is Very Free Where There Is No Judgment. If You Create An Atmosphere That Is Very Open You Steer The Ship.

I Really Think That Everyone Should Have Watercolors, Magnetic Poetry, And A Harmonica.