LIfe is never how we want it
I don't understand.... I know things happen and that people change and grow apart, but in a matter of weeks and months and days does it really happen so fast? Have I changed? Is it me that is the problem that I am the one that should revert back to my old self that everyone saw?
Who am I really? Why can't I cry again? Why is it that I am too confused with where I am going in life that it all looks like I might lose the war I fight.
How depressing is all of this. Little old me crying out to the world to pay notice. I am still this high school drama queen. Starve for attention that I will never get.
be confident... of what? WHat do I have to offer? funny how that is the true question. We all have something right? We are all in this web of being, right? So what is my place, what is my rank?
Why can't I just grow up and go back to being sane.
Who am I really? Why can't I cry again? Why is it that I am too confused with where I am going in life that it all looks like I might lose the war I fight.
How depressing is all of this. Little old me crying out to the world to pay notice. I am still this high school drama queen. Starve for attention that I will never get.
be confident... of what? WHat do I have to offer? funny how that is the true question. We all have something right? We are all in this web of being, right? So what is my place, what is my rank?
Why can't I just grow up and go back to being sane.