What is this...
Paper can't hold my thoughts today. Doesn't matter, the pen is dead, anyway. All I have to say is this: (Silence)
Wait a minute...
No, there's nothing. I'm numb from the backlots of my mind, to the tip of my ingrown toenail.
And...
There's a new Someone in my head. Her name dances playfully on my tongue, but i can't speak it. She's beautiful-- her singing voice is that broadway kind, you know?... She sounds like an angel,even in the witches'costume she wears so well. She's confident, but doesn't see herself the way I see her. The more she breathes, the more I'm convinced I've fallen inlove with her...Of course I'll never tell her that. She's my "Friend" you see, and loves me plutonically, but it would scare her to think it were anything more...
So...
Words. Words are obsolete and without point, so where does that leave me? What do you call a writer who's lost her faith in language-- In simple Phrases, structured sentences.
And right now I just want to know when things are going to get good on their own. When am I gonna get to take a permanent vacation from trying to so hard? People say Life is what you make it... If I knew how to make it any better, dont' they fucking think I'd DO IT!
You know what, I Think I quit.
Wish someone would kill me.
Wait a minute...
No, there's nothing. I'm numb from the backlots of my mind, to the tip of my ingrown toenail.
And...
There's a new Someone in my head. Her name dances playfully on my tongue, but i can't speak it. She's beautiful-- her singing voice is that broadway kind, you know?... She sounds like an angel,even in the witches'costume she wears so well. She's confident, but doesn't see herself the way I see her. The more she breathes, the more I'm convinced I've fallen inlove with her...Of course I'll never tell her that. She's my "Friend" you see, and loves me plutonically, but it would scare her to think it were anything more...
So...
Words. Words are obsolete and without point, so where does that leave me? What do you call a writer who's lost her faith in language-- In simple Phrases, structured sentences.
And right now I just want to know when things are going to get good on their own. When am I gonna get to take a permanent vacation from trying to so hard? People say Life is what you make it... If I knew how to make it any better, dont' they fucking think I'd DO IT!
You know what, I Think I quit.
Wish someone would kill me.