Feb 19, 2006 21:02
it's noxious
what i'm doing with my life.
i want to be that girl
horrendously beautiful
and exciting
and talented
shell be in all the magazines and music videos
with her perfect face that wont age
and bright skin
it's unfair
that i should be the crazy one
who no one will ever see
yes, i am loved
but is that all i want?
i want so much more
than to be jealous of other's lives
there is nothing artistic in the way i stand
nothing beautiful about the way i light a cigarette
somethings can never be reconciled
some people just cant be held tight enough
love cannot take it all away
when you finally learn to stand,
you find that you then must learn how to walk
i went to the hospital for a few days
it was awful. i took too many pills.
but i left thinking everything would be okay
well its not.
being alone suddenly
it makes me so afraid
that i could get used to this
and stand on my own
just when i start to feel beautiful, i panic. because maybe i want to be that way. and maybe i can do it on my own.