the final countdown
16 Days until my 21st birthday!!!!!
its weird to think of how much time has gone by since i started this journal. how many time ive updated on many different kinds of drugs, many different emotions,mindframes, and just plain rambles.
its even more sad than weird that i am like the only one of the "old crew" that really still writes in this hahah.
kinda pathetic. but i have nothing to do. think i'll get quizno's and watch blades of glory while i do laundry like a big softy tonight....
heres some real things i jotted down, for anyone who cares to read a poem.
or just read if you are bored
"where did i go so wrong? failure is ever lingering on my lips. fear of judgments thrown at the sound of "i give up". and still i walk through each day in a state of saddening dispair. when i feel my mind's made up it takes me that much further from what i really want. but what is it that im chasing? and will i ever find it? are things really that much greener on the other side? or will they always seem that way from this far
away? the answers simple when i regain myself. in a state of nervous anxiousness that ive grown to feel as normal. thoughts of home i chase away, only to reappear again with an even stronger sense of "im trapped. i gotta get out." when friends you laugh until you cry with, a girl your in love with, and a family you'd die for, is so far away. the only thing you can do to be true to yourself is to run. as fast as you can as far as you can. maybe you'll wake up from this dream. i say those words to myself every waking day. im only a human being, and conformity has never been my thing.
-andrew
"the only, medicine, i ever needed was you."
its weird to think of how much time has gone by since i started this journal. how many time ive updated on many different kinds of drugs, many different emotions,mindframes, and just plain rambles.
its even more sad than weird that i am like the only one of the "old crew" that really still writes in this hahah.
kinda pathetic. but i have nothing to do. think i'll get quizno's and watch blades of glory while i do laundry like a big softy tonight....
heres some real things i jotted down, for anyone who cares to read a poem.
or just read if you are bored
"where did i go so wrong? failure is ever lingering on my lips. fear of judgments thrown at the sound of "i give up". and still i walk through each day in a state of saddening dispair. when i feel my mind's made up it takes me that much further from what i really want. but what is it that im chasing? and will i ever find it? are things really that much greener on the other side? or will they always seem that way from this far
away? the answers simple when i regain myself. in a state of nervous anxiousness that ive grown to feel as normal. thoughts of home i chase away, only to reappear again with an even stronger sense of "im trapped. i gotta get out." when friends you laugh until you cry with, a girl your in love with, and a family you'd die for, is so far away. the only thing you can do to be true to yourself is to run. as fast as you can as far as you can. maybe you'll wake up from this dream. i say those words to myself every waking day. im only a human being, and conformity has never been my thing.
-andrew
"the only, medicine, i ever needed was you."