Apr 18, 2003 23:23
But whatever I have gotten myself into, maybe has been slicing inches from my waist. It's my fist vs. the bottle, and thank God you weren't there. And that's how bad this could hurt, or against I won't feel a thing. And thank God you weren't there..It's a shame I don't think that they'd notice..
--This is what living like this does...
Gosh...
I've been feeling really insignificant latley. I have been feeling like plain dirt. I don't know if anyone has been aware of this or not. Which I'm doubt they are.
I am sick of just about everything at this point. I honestley could not tell you what. I just wish that I could bring everything to the surface, but I don't see it happening anytime soon.
I feel left out. I mean, maybe I bother people..? Which I don't think I do. But if I do, it would be nice to know.
I feel empty and hollow inside. About what I have no idea. I'm just sick of talking and then nobody listening. I'm sick of these one-sided conversations. I'm sick of trying to consult people that act like they don't give a shit. I'm growing tired of wishing I had someone to talk to, because it gets old.
There are times when I feel useless. And there are times when I feel so infuriated and so completely outraged.
Everyone is changing, and I think that I'm searching for the real them, but I'm not finding them--because well.. they forgot about their old self as much as I miss their old self.
I don't know...maybe you're right, because I always feel wrong...