The concept of being "Just there"

It's 12:45 AM, a Taylor Swift song's on, and my thoughts are just bursting. I'm gonna try and explain in detail some days I have in a certain place. You know... thoughts and stuff. You could say i'm a wallflower. 

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10 o'clock and i'm in my uniform, sweaty hands constantly pulling down my white top over my plaid skirt, sitting under the trees and under the blue, blue, ever so blue sky. And the sun is hot, the breeze cool, my lips chapped, my breath slow and steady, and my hand slowly creeping towards my chin.

Beads of sweat constantly forming at the back of my neck and I lift up my hair. The air is cool, the breeze is gentle, and i'm sitting under the trees at 10 o'clock in the morning, my shadow not colliding with another's.

And all these kids walking around and giggling and I think about how they feel. And them bumping into each other and I think about the morning they had, or how their classes were, or if they're in love or not. I think about the source of the twinkle in their eyes and what they would do if they were sitting under the trees at 10 o' clock like me.

How would it feel to bump into another and laugh and cry and roll around.

How it feels to be blushing under the sunshine and people noticing you and shouting "You're looking awesome today."

Speaking pure words with flawless actions, brimming with confidence, fearless fire glowing in your eyes.

And loved and adored and not ignored. And special and known for the things you do best, for the things you do better, for they are great.

And you walk with no errors and you go home with a smile. You go back again and you're greeted by love and you're welcomed with open arms and it's only been a night but "I'VE MISSED YOU SO MUCH"

And how people would fight over the seat next to you because of the jokes you make and they love you. And you don't know how blessed you are.

You really are.

And all the things I miss because i'm sitting under the trees at 10 o'clock, sweaty hands constantly pulling my top. All the things I miss under the blue, blue, ever so blue sky.

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lol gosh :))

Anyhoo, I hope that was accurate. Who doesn't want to be famous or at least school-popular? Like, you don't have to panic because there's always someone you could go with.

But there are cons to it .I don't want to talk about that.

One thing about me: I like observing people.