found some old poetry...
~trash~
split down the middle
the seems ripping slowly
just tear me apart
and throw me away
i want to tell you what i'm thinking
but it's so hard to say
i don't know who i am
because of you i've changed
i feel like it's all a sham
these feelings
my thoughts
just throw it all away
i have to describe my "faith" in front of quite a few people on sunday. how am i supposed to do that when i don't even know what it is. i think i should just go up there and scream for awhile...oooo or maybe i'll just paint a big question mark and hold it up. then i wouldn't have to speak.
i've dicovered that i suck at articulating my thoughts.
split down the middle
the seems ripping slowly
just tear me apart
and throw me away
i want to tell you what i'm thinking
but it's so hard to say
i don't know who i am
because of you i've changed
i feel like it's all a sham
these feelings
my thoughts
just throw it all away
i have to describe my "faith" in front of quite a few people on sunday. how am i supposed to do that when i don't even know what it is. i think i should just go up there and scream for awhile...oooo or maybe i'll just paint a big question mark and hold it up. then i wouldn't have to speak.
i've dicovered that i suck at articulating my thoughts.