...she writes again
I once again have a livejournal. But this time I won't advertise it all over.. plus last time, I took over someone else's LJ so a bunch of people had me listed as their friends and I didn't even know them. :\ Crazy. ...I always love reading stuff I write when I'm depressed. So here we go:
Okay, so I'm listening to this old CD I found. It's got songs from my friend's old band. I remember going to the practices... hell, I helped write some of the lyrics to the song. And it just depresses me so much. I never really thought about it too much til now, but everything has changed so much from just like 5-6 months ago. I had different friends. I was in love with a different person. I had different beliefs. It's like I've completely changed in some ways... And then I wonder, what will life be like in another 6 months? What will remain the same? What will have changed? It seems so horrid, and yet so alliviating. Life is full of so many chances, it's just extraordinary. It just baffles me and leaves me dumbfound....
Sometimes, I can feel the ever present darkness in my mind, creepy back.. threatening to steal me away again. But... why?
Life surely isn't all that bad, is it? I like to think not...
Okay, so I'm listening to this old CD I found. It's got songs from my friend's old band. I remember going to the practices... hell, I helped write some of the lyrics to the song. And it just depresses me so much. I never really thought about it too much til now, but everything has changed so much from just like 5-6 months ago. I had different friends. I was in love with a different person. I had different beliefs. It's like I've completely changed in some ways... And then I wonder, what will life be like in another 6 months? What will remain the same? What will have changed? It seems so horrid, and yet so alliviating. Life is full of so many chances, it's just extraordinary. It just baffles me and leaves me dumbfound....
Sometimes, I can feel the ever present darkness in my mind, creepy back.. threatening to steal me away again. But... why?
Life surely isn't all that bad, is it? I like to think not...