Jun 16, 2005 01:31
Not only is Liz a mirror image of me as far as many of her relationships go... she's a mirror image of me with her fears, insecurities, and heart. Maybe I'm not as crazy as I thought. Or maybe we're both just nuts.
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God doesn't want me to live in fear. And I fight it so hard. So hard it hurts. So hard... I cry.
But those strands of fear still snake their way into my heart and chest... coiling around my rib cage and tightening in my stomach.
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So many things seem so unfair right now.
Like that look I got.
That sigh I heard.
That awkward silence that was nobody's fault.
That other side of the coin that I can't dare try to explain to you.
That view of me I think people have.
Those words you say to me that don't match the words YOU say to me.
That I feel wrong for so many things.
It's just not fair. But I suppose the lesson that life isn't fair is one we were supposed to have learned before we even started kindergarden.