Reflections on Prom (Beforehand)
My heart is screaming,
and my lips are silent.
My eyes are crying,
and my throat is dry.
My body is shaking,
and I'm not cold.
My head hurts...
I'm in a crowded room,
but I'm alone.
I'm sad,
but they don't notice.
I'm sighing,
but they're laughing.
My heart hurts...
~May 6, 1999