Oct 01, 2006 22:58
Here I am again, whispering to myself, but slightly aloud.
About all the things I should've done.
I should've stayed in college
I should've succumbed to reality along time ago.
Its strange to think about really, Its like I am watching a movie starring the underrated, pathetic child as lead actor, well wheres my Oscar. I'm ready for my closeup.
Melodramatic enough?
Not nearly.
Its fun to know that I am actually not afraid of living on my own, it wasn't a transition. It was one morning I woke up, and had to make my own dinner, and buy my own groceries.
That somehow is scarier. That I didn't feel the snip of the scissors as the umbilical cord was severed, bothers me more than if I was strangled by it.
I once heard that ambition was the last resort of a failure.
For some reason, I feel like I am driving towards something, but blindly.
Without purpose.
Its insane.
Then just before i snap I let out a breath and suddenly I can move again for another day
Do I sound crazy? or just human.
What's the difference.
When do you reach out, when do you leap off, when you break down, when do you just let the tears fall, watch them dry on her cheeks when do you spare the bandaid and let it bleed?
When you find the answers
let me know.