Okay, so I realize I'm probably just talking to myself here, so I may as well pour my heart out. Or part of it. Feeling incredibly alone lately. I feel as though every friend I make, I lose. And now that my brother has gone away to college, again (technically his Junior year) and has a girlfriend, I feel as though I've lost him too. But what to do when I feel this way? I would usually write, but as mentioned in my profile, writer's block is with me at the moment. Call a friend, well, who? Listen to music, I guess that's my only option. Drive around town and look for a perfect stranger to steal away and force to hang out with me? And of course by perfect I mean perfect. He would be totally gorgeous and automatically fall in love with me and wish he'd been the one stealing me away instead and of course in an ideal situation I would fall in love with him right away as well...but alas, this is nowhere near a perfect world and so I sit here, alone in front of the blareingly bright computer monitor wishing my dull existence wasn't such a menace to those around me.
How bout another poem...perhaps it will speak volumes to certain people.
Drop the delusional act, it's a lie
I am free
My life is now mine, not ours, not yours
Go on and live your life as you should
I will not bounce back into your arms
All you want from me is what you need
Which is what I am not, what I cannot be
I am not yours
I need to learn to be my own
I don't know what you think you need from me,
But you don't
I am not the answer to the way you're feeling
Nor was I ever
You convinced yourself that I was, you were wrong
And you always have been
The lie was complicated, the truth doesn't have to be
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Wonderful Poem...
wondeful. I don't know you well enough to talk about what it means to you but you put some pretty storng emotions quite eloquently into a handful of words.
Keep up the good work!
~Rachel
You don't have to know me well enough, but thank you Rachel.
Nice volume, but when does the epic novel end??
gee, that was nice of you
OMG after re-reading that poem....it's lame, isn't it?
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