late night phone calls...
Excuse the random bout of poetry slash song lyrics...I am just thinking!
What is trust? And what gives someone the right to take it?
What is forgivness? And how do you give it?
What is understanding and acceptance if you cant let go?
How do you make anything of something that doesnt make sense?
I dont know how I feel right now or anymore. I knew how I felt before, and after, and during, and while...but now what do I feel?
I feel a bit confused, torn, tossed around. I feel a bit awkward and maybe just at a loss.
What happens now?
What happens now that the truth is out?
What happens now after we've all found out?
What happens if things work?
What happens if they don't?
What happens if nothing changes?
Should I risk the pain?
Set myself up for a fall?
You'll be gone in the fall, and then what was it all worth?
What was it all for?
Another semester abroad?
Another diaster on wheels?
Another time of goodbye, and so long, and farewell?
Another semester of questions with answers to find?
Another term of answers you'll willingly hide?
I blow it out of porportion.
I make it such a big deal.
But it was to me, it still might be.
What happened to high school?
It's what we all ask.
When were all driving cars,
And kisses were real.
And being in love was just something you feel.
Time was so anchient, painful and slow
And now everything just seems to go, fast as we used to drive in our cars.
Rasing our dreams like we chased after stars.
Where is my mind as i try to make sense of these things that I know now and whats now past-tense.
It will figure itself out.
At least it will in due time.
I know I am a loser for making this rhyme : D
I know you think I'm crazy, or a horrible bitch. It wasn't my intention, I won't apologize for the way I am because I shouldn't have to and I don't want to. I will apologize if anything I said in here hurt your feelings, it's just a journal...it's the best and worst of a person down on the page! I am sure she's great and that nothing really meant anything other then what you say but I can't help having my doubts. Plus she's a yankees fan....ewww....but besides that I really don't know what to say or think or feel! I really just dont know and I don't think I will until the next time I can stand in the same space of oxygen and just say, "Hey!"
What is trust? And what gives someone the right to take it?
What is forgivness? And how do you give it?
What is understanding and acceptance if you cant let go?
How do you make anything of something that doesnt make sense?
I dont know how I feel right now or anymore. I knew how I felt before, and after, and during, and while...but now what do I feel?
I feel a bit confused, torn, tossed around. I feel a bit awkward and maybe just at a loss.
What happens now?
What happens now that the truth is out?
What happens now after we've all found out?
What happens if things work?
What happens if they don't?
What happens if nothing changes?
Should I risk the pain?
Set myself up for a fall?
You'll be gone in the fall, and then what was it all worth?
What was it all for?
Another semester abroad?
Another diaster on wheels?
Another time of goodbye, and so long, and farewell?
Another semester of questions with answers to find?
Another term of answers you'll willingly hide?
I blow it out of porportion.
I make it such a big deal.
But it was to me, it still might be.
What happened to high school?
It's what we all ask.
When were all driving cars,
And kisses were real.
And being in love was just something you feel.
Time was so anchient, painful and slow
And now everything just seems to go, fast as we used to drive in our cars.
Rasing our dreams like we chased after stars.
Where is my mind as i try to make sense of these things that I know now and whats now past-tense.
It will figure itself out.
At least it will in due time.
I know I am a loser for making this rhyme : D
I know you think I'm crazy, or a horrible bitch. It wasn't my intention, I won't apologize for the way I am because I shouldn't have to and I don't want to. I will apologize if anything I said in here hurt your feelings, it's just a journal...it's the best and worst of a person down on the page! I am sure she's great and that nothing really meant anything other then what you say but I can't help having my doubts. Plus she's a yankees fan....ewww....but besides that I really don't know what to say or think or feel! I really just dont know and I don't think I will until the next time I can stand in the same space of oxygen and just say, "Hey!"