when i look into your eyes my heart skips a beat
seems like forever since i've written in here. i haven't had much time to actually sit and think about writing. this is going to be short and to the point.so here it goes..
yet again there is a evil cycle following me. whatever i do i can't manage to escape its horrible path. i cant ignore whats happening around me or even run away from it, so what do i do? sit back and pretend its ok, when it isn't at all. sometimes it scares me, im afraid. my only safety net has a hole, and i've fallen through
at night before i go to bed i think. i think. i wonder. i reminisce. the thoughts just pile up. i think about what i've done and if was worth it, have i been living my life to the fullest. i wonder what it would be like if things were different. if i had different friends, if my dad was here, if i didnt..
..more importantly i think and wonder about who i am. this subject seems to come up a lot and i cant seem to answer it, no matter how hard i try. it's so frustrating to not know yourself. who you belong to, where you belong. i change what i believe in so frequently its becoming a habit, that im not proud of to say the least. gah.
this wasnt really short and to the point, but oh well. im not done. ill be back with more, i just dont know how to express everything in words yet. im still getting there.
in life you can't get all caught up in wishing for something that won't happen. you just gotta move on to the next best thing.
yet again there is a evil cycle following me. whatever i do i can't manage to escape its horrible path. i cant ignore whats happening around me or even run away from it, so what do i do? sit back and pretend its ok, when it isn't at all. sometimes it scares me, im afraid. my only safety net has a hole, and i've fallen through
at night before i go to bed i think. i think. i wonder. i reminisce. the thoughts just pile up. i think about what i've done and if was worth it, have i been living my life to the fullest. i wonder what it would be like if things were different. if i had different friends, if my dad was here, if i didnt..
..more importantly i think and wonder about who i am. this subject seems to come up a lot and i cant seem to answer it, no matter how hard i try. it's so frustrating to not know yourself. who you belong to, where you belong. i change what i believe in so frequently its becoming a habit, that im not proud of to say the least. gah.
this wasnt really short and to the point, but oh well. im not done. ill be back with more, i just dont know how to express everything in words yet. im still getting there.
in life you can't get all caught up in wishing for something that won't happen. you just gotta move on to the next best thing.