Crazy
I'm living in a world of insane people. It's as if I speak a different language than everyone else. When does "I love you" mean something different? When does: "It's difficult" mean "I don't want you in my life."
I want to scream, I have a headache, it is so difficult to make it to the place where you can understand each other. Will you let me make it there, or will you go on assuming all your wrong assumptions?
I have cried and cried today. I cannot understand this family, and to them my words are apparently Greek. I am at my parent's house, and happy to be in a world where my mother can feel my pain and presses me to express myself. I know these people. I love them, they love me, we speak the same language.
I feel so confused, so confident I was in my ability to communicate. I have been silenced by insanity.
I want to scream, I have a headache, it is so difficult to make it to the place where you can understand each other. Will you let me make it there, or will you go on assuming all your wrong assumptions?
I have cried and cried today. I cannot understand this family, and to them my words are apparently Greek. I am at my parent's house, and happy to be in a world where my mother can feel my pain and presses me to express myself. I know these people. I love them, they love me, we speak the same language.
I feel so confused, so confident I was in my ability to communicate. I have been silenced by insanity.