poor unfortunate souls.. so sad, but true
there is so much in me that i want to say.. that i want to tell certain people and converse with them about but.. i .. just cant. i dont have the nerve and i just feel so out of place now.. like i've been on the outside of things for so long that i have no clue whats on the other side..
it's just been so long and .. it's like.. the Babylon story about the people who were trying to build a tower together until God made them speak different languages so they couldnt converse about their work and continue working on the tower.. it's like im foreign and .. i dont belong and dont understand some people anymore
it's hard to write in this.. it's hard to put my mumble jumbled thoughts into sentences that make sense... mind you, i dont do a very good job at it anyhow.. but .. w/e .. i guess im off to bed then.
goodnight computer. goodnight world... except the people who are waking up on the other side of the world.. then goodmorning Australia! & other countries that are waking up now..
honestly, what will become of me?
i dont like reality, it seems to clear to me
.. i miss everything, daydreaming
it's just been so long and .. it's like.. the Babylon story about the people who were trying to build a tower together until God made them speak different languages so they couldnt converse about their work and continue working on the tower.. it's like im foreign and .. i dont belong and dont understand some people anymore
it's hard to write in this.. it's hard to put my mumble jumbled thoughts into sentences that make sense... mind you, i dont do a very good job at it anyhow.. but .. w/e .. i guess im off to bed then.
goodnight computer. goodnight world... except the people who are waking up on the other side of the world.. then goodmorning Australia! & other countries that are waking up now..
honestly, what will become of me?
i dont like reality, it seems to clear to me
.. i miss everything, daydreaming