Aug 11, 2008 12:41
im running out of reasons to be deep and to captivate the mind of anyone person who would be worth captivating. i project my mind onto the walls i sit and stare and play them out
ideals, memories, dreams, hopes, fears.
i lay them all out in front of me. there is not a person i know now, that id want to show these little things to. my mind shallows out, because theres no one willing to swim.
and i dont want you to, i dont want you to swim.
im done being upset by myself and im done asking "doesnt anyone notice my suffering"
i wont display my broken feelings to the world. and i am done staring at the wall.
my days are blank pages and i have no one to shape my paragraphs for.
i am free writing my days and no one can tell me otherwise.
ive learned to be opened minded and spontaneous.
ive learned to pencil in and not reschedule.
so heres my mind and its not for the taking. im not looking to give myself away in any form.
you can look but you cant touch.