Assurance

Peter stood in silence, observing his calm surroundings. The sky was muggy, the moon was covered. A cloud of mist rolled in and tickled his nose. He lit a cigarette. "I don't feel like myself.." He assured himself, he wasn't sure if it was good or bad.. "I need more time alone, more time to think, more time to expand my mind," he wanted to drive, he wanted to be far away from this place that he calls home, he didn't want to see anyone "people disappoint me, and the ones that don't, I hardly get to see.." He had gotten a gift for his mother, he wanted to make his father proud. "It's always about everyone else, but when I feel the need to be happy, I can't do it," Peter was never sure of anything, and he could never take a side for himself, it always had to be someone else's side, someone else's advice.. "This time it's different, I know it is!"