Jan 26, 2006 17:26
It's those pieces that you fall into that you try to pick up of yourself off the floor, but somehow, there are always some pieces left behind. Left behind for other people to stomp on, vacuum up, trove over and you can imagine what other things. It's those pieces that I'm trying to fill, to make my picture full again with.
You know in those last moments that you lie in bed right before you go to sleep, the things you think about? Recently, I stay up for hours wondering what I should do next, where should my next footstep land? Beyond just that question, but how do I pick my foot up high enough to land it somewhere worthwhile?..as in how do I get there?
I'm not proud of all the things I've done, God knows I could be a better person, but I've learned so much, but in my learning and education from the street it's left me baffled, where do I go? My aspirations haven't ended, I still want to be a teacher, still want to travel, and despite my bad credit I've already seemed to merit myself, I believe in myself enough to do it. The only thing is I"m not used to being completely alone, I wish that I had that one person to stick with me. I guess that's why I took Devin back, or why I took Devin in the first place. But you know what they say, everybody needs somebody.