Jun 16, 2004 09:34
How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Wipe that tear away now from your eye
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannon ball
i know i changed the lyrics a bit but i thought it best.
i finished the best book in the world, but i still don't know what i feel. i feel greatful, i think. maybe not. maybe i'm experiencing a brand new feeling. maybe not. either way i wish it would stop so i could be myself. i don't think i'm feeling this because of the book. more like i've been bottling up so many things that i need to stop. but i can't stop. neiter do i want to. i don't like to burden people with my problems. i don't want to annoy them and loose them. i don't know what to do. maybe a smoothie will help. or maybe a run....maybe...
i don't want to become a social as i have been. i don't like it. i'm not saying i want to exclude myself from everyone, just people whom i don't like, or i can't stand. i've been putting it off for so long that i don't know how to let myself go from them. it's almost like i need them as a support. but i don't need freinds to be support. i need them to be friends. i don't know if i'm making any sense and i don't care. it's just how i feel at the moment. that feeling that i don't know about. i mean there are so many combinations of feelings that it could be anything. i just don't know what to do with myself anymore. i need someone to talk to in person. i need you...