*losing...myself?*
*sometimes, i really miss myself. myself as i used to be. i see bits and pieces of me in friends i have lost touch with and things that i used to treasure. it makes me sad that i have shed those friends and things off in some way. some of them were really close and some not so close, but nonetheless i feel sad and i want them back, because it was obviously a sweeter time when they were in my life.
if you're reading this... i miss you.
and i'm afraid to go to college and shed the people i have now. please someone reassure me that that will not happen.
at the exact same time, i find myself wanting to break free of this place. just to drive right past work, or wherever i am supposed to be. to find new and exciting things that will open me up to trying new things and having new experiences.
right now, i feel really unconnected. like i am screaming out and no one is screaming back. even from the farthest reaches away. somebody. just scream back. let me know i am here.*
(sorry this is really sad, im just feeling very blah today. Hell? why am i apologizing to you. obviously you wanted to read it?)
if you're reading this... i miss you.
and i'm afraid to go to college and shed the people i have now. please someone reassure me that that will not happen.
at the exact same time, i find myself wanting to break free of this place. just to drive right past work, or wherever i am supposed to be. to find new and exciting things that will open me up to trying new things and having new experiences.
right now, i feel really unconnected. like i am screaming out and no one is screaming back. even from the farthest reaches away. somebody. just scream back. let me know i am here.*
(sorry this is really sad, im just feeling very blah today. Hell? why am i apologizing to you. obviously you wanted to read it?)