Nov 21, 2005 23:39
I have a question...
Who knows who I am?
Who has taken the time to ask questions of me?
Who cared enough to learn?
Who listened?
Who wanted to know more?
Who was afraid to to find out?
Who saw inside?
Who liked what they saw?
... as far as I can tell...
... no one.
No one wanted or tried to get to know me.
No one cared or asked or cringed or was even curious.
Except...
...me.
I want to know more.
I want to find out.
And I'm terrified of the answers.
"To love oneself, is the begining of a lifelong romance."
unknown
Confused and depressed,
Travis The Tonnberry King