Handicapped, broken wings

Jul 06, 2007 13:49

It's like I've entered a whole new planet. There are expectations and norms that I'm not aware of. Things that I'm not sensitive to.

I'm still happily tramping along, doing my own thing. I just assume that everything's okay until I hear otherwise. It's a whole other way of living and thinking that I'm not used to, that I've never really come across before.

Sometimes I feel so new and even handicapped over this. It's a bit frustrating at times that I can't just do what I want anymore. Maybe I've lived so long without boundaries and lines that my morality and my ideas of how I should live and what I can and cannot do are fluid.

Being away from everyone else while I grew and learned about the world these past 4 years has done that to me. I'm more me than I've ever been at any point in my life. Distilled essence. I've not had to answer to anyone for the things I'm doing or the things I say for so long that I've lost the knack of it.

Square peg, round hole?

And I don't know why this song never took off on the radio. (I know I'm too old to be listening to such youth anthems, but somehow I'll always be 14). Good Charlotte's Dance Floor Anthem. Enjoy.

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