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I can honestly say that what doesn't kill me will only make me stronger. I think I have have the the most emotional 4 days of my life and I am completely exhausted. How is it that I can go from one extreme to the other in such a ridiculously short amount of time? I'm assuming by this point, you are confused... let me explain.
When dealing with the oppisite sex, I have sort of a dillemma. I think too much. I meet a guy, think wonderful things about him, really put a lot of thought on whether or not this guy is worth my time, decide he is, things get too serious too fast, then I second guess my entire plan of action. Do I really like him? Does he really like me? Can I do better than him? Is he a gigantic dork? Can I see myself marrying him? Does he make me laugh? Is he over his ex-wife? (don't ask...) Does his ass look good in a nice pair of Dockers? Damn! Can't I just enjoy the moment for once?!?
Meanwhile, the idiot boy probably doesn't even think twice about it, he most likely really does like me, he's probably a little bit of a dork (but what guy isn't?) he's funny as hell, he's been over his ex for 3 years, and his ass looks stellar in those cute Dockers. Go figure... I just let yet ANOTHER guy slip by because I think too much.
A Closer Look...
I look into the mirror and what do I see?
A confident young woman staring back at me.
Bright blue eyes, long brown hair;
But look a little closer, you really need to stare.
She isn’t as confident as one once thought.
She’s afraid her secret might get out,
And that she might get caught.
I blink and suddenly gasp for air;
Is it really possibly that no one even cares?
Why does this keep happening time and again?
Can anyone help me out, can someone let me in?
I just want someone to love me,
I don’t think that’s too much to ask.
In the meantime I’ll be here,
Just hiding behind this mask.
Brandi
©June 2004
When dealing with the oppisite sex, I have sort of a dillemma. I think too much. I meet a guy, think wonderful things about him, really put a lot of thought on whether or not this guy is worth my time, decide he is, things get too serious too fast, then I second guess my entire plan of action. Do I really like him? Does he really like me? Can I do better than him? Is he a gigantic dork? Can I see myself marrying him? Does he make me laugh? Is he over his ex-wife? (don't ask...) Does his ass look good in a nice pair of Dockers? Damn! Can't I just enjoy the moment for once?!?
Meanwhile, the idiot boy probably doesn't even think twice about it, he most likely really does like me, he's probably a little bit of a dork (but what guy isn't?) he's funny as hell, he's been over his ex for 3 years, and his ass looks stellar in those cute Dockers. Go figure... I just let yet ANOTHER guy slip by because I think too much.
A Closer Look...
I look into the mirror and what do I see?
A confident young woman staring back at me.
Bright blue eyes, long brown hair;
But look a little closer, you really need to stare.
She isn’t as confident as one once thought.
She’s afraid her secret might get out,
And that she might get caught.
I blink and suddenly gasp for air;
Is it really possibly that no one even cares?
Why does this keep happening time and again?
Can anyone help me out, can someone let me in?
I just want someone to love me,
I don’t think that’s too much to ask.
In the meantime I’ll be here,
Just hiding behind this mask.
Brandi
©June 2004