inadequacy, anyone?

[yea_toast]

I feel so inadequate, or rather, that what I think and say and feel is inadequate. I thought I was doing okay, but recent events have exposed my worm-eaten inside. I guess I'm just good at pretending I'm not sad. Or just really deep in denial. Some petty, minuscule ocurrance set me off. I know I'm not the only person who feels isolated and superfluous. On the contrary, I know a lot of people who feel the exact same way. But I'm trying to find a way to not dwell upon it. I guess that's why I'm writing this. I'm not pointing any fingers, so nobody get upset with me. It's more like the sad inside leaked out a little. The dams aren't strong enough. To quote Motion City Soundtrack, "I wanna know how it feels to be useful and pertinent and have common sense.. yeah
Let me in, let me in to the club, cuz I wanna belong,
And I need to get strong, and if memory serves,
I'm addicted to words and they're useless."