Jan 31, 2005 21:52
everything pressed me this afternoon.... all hit..... reality, smack in the face......
I want to get out of my house, I'm lashing out.. harsh.. and if I am even bothered by my mom in the slightest way.... its gonna push me over the edge... and I'm going to get really angry... and the outcome... is gonna be bad.... reallllllll bad..... I need a mad amount of cash... I need a car... and I need out the second I am 18.... like I need to make out a schedule and every free afternoon I have... work... thats gonna hurt my social life... but I may not have a social life, if I don't get out as soon as I can....
I'm all frustrated and built up in anger and emotion I can't release it.... I needed to let loose all my energy.... so I started playing DDR.. played for about 2 hours... and then I just was still just as frustrated.. if not more... so I put on my shoes... and bolted out the door.. and ran... hard... as fast as I could.. and its always a reaction when your kind of tired.. to stop.. but then in my mind.. I was saying... why stop? keep going.. and so I kept going. kept running hard... and I ran... and you guessed it I ran to bhs.. went to the stairs... stared out the sky..... our infinate galaxy, reaching far beyong our comprehension.. and I just talked in my mind to God.. asked him questions, waited for answers... and the whole time was like breathless... breathtaking.. and so I called stephen... no one answered. so I left a message... then I got up bolted... but not home.... towards woodcrest and past woodcrest... and I asked myself what am I doing with my life? called peytons cell.. got the answering machine... called Gentry... she went to the basketball game... and then I called stephen back.. his mom told me he was restricted from the phone tongiht, but tomorrow he would be off... man, its like I said...your friends are gonna be there the best they can, but they can't always be...
started going home.. made some choices... and I need some help, some care, and some thought and prayer..
I need to talk to someone right now.... but that isn't exactly possible....
I'm so pressed right now.. like I feel like I myself am caving in..and breaking.. and can't hang on much longer.. I don't like whats going on.. I don't know what is wrong but its just all not feeling right.... it has me shaking... shooken up inside.... I just want to break out and fly.... I want to freefall or go skydiving... that sounds so random but I wanna feel free... open.....
And what do you think you'd ever say?
I won't listen anyway
You don't know me
And I'll never be what you want me to be
And I want a moment to be real
Want to touch things I don't feel
Want to hold on and feel I belong
And how can the world want me to change?
They're the ones they stay the same
They don't know me
'Cause I'm not here.....
Emily E.