So This Is How it Goes

I am Dallas Kindley.

I never really understood high school. I mean, it is a place of learning, right? Not a place for drama. I just want to be able to walk into my school and think, 'Wow, this place is exciting!'

But sadly, I can not. The only thing I can bare to think of is how horribly disturbing it is. I love to learn, but these, these.... teenagers make it so horribly difficult. Now, I'd hate to prance around baring prejudices, but where I live they are all the same.

Maybe I'm not even realizing that I am nothing but a clone of them. A hypocritical clone, that is.

It confuses me. I have always been so smart and well put. but I think I may go insane. Maybe I should be like them, make myself a new. No, no. That will do nothing.

Maybe I should help them. Change our generation, push it past lines it dare not cross.

I am but a girl. Just a little teenage girl who wants to change the sorrowful perspective of the teenage population. I am hopeless.

I may have my doubts, though I am sure there must be someone out there who thinks like I.

Now, all I must do is find that person.