Apr 14, 2003 23:49
Many people have decisive moments I guess.
I can see it in their eyes, at the very point when they knew that they were going to die.
There was an odd sense of acceptance, and clarity.
I always wondered what those last fleeting thoughts were.
The today, after 5 years of hiding undergorund, I had mine.
I'm already dead. Maybe not in a literal sense, but to the world atleast.
Then it hit me. I don't care anymore.They can come and get me, they can come and take me away.
I'm tired of this game, I want to go outside and feel the sun on my face once....and get a cup of coffee.
It may not be the best decisive moment, but I'll take what I can get.
I think it started when I started thinking about someone.
Like Superman.
I mean if you had his kind of power, would you go hiding around, afraid of people finding out who you really are?
What are they going to do to you? You're Superman!
Why does he do it? Why does he put up with everyone's crap?
Is he come kind of saint or something? Or just a total idiot?
Idiot.
Don't get me wrong here. I know I'm not super-human. I'm just a girl, and if I fail?
I fail.