so now that i have gone back
and reread who i used to be
i think this is supposed to be the point
where i have discovered all the answers
for who i want to become
unfortunately, what i see is a mess
tears and lies filling pages
somehow, i deluded myself that at one point i was happy
i was never happy, not really
always content and bored
always complaining about this guy, this girl, this life
as it turns out, i have always been empty
i am not sure why i'm the only one suprised
i wrote matt a letter today, a final farewell in all likelyhood
i need to stop being so lost
i told him i really need him here for me right now, as my friend
somehow i doubt he'll be up for the challenge
i wish there was some magical way to selectively meet only incredible people
like they would jump out at me and offer their hands and say , here come on this amazing journey, and i would follow and be enlightened
i go to the stupid organized activities
i plaster a stupid smile on my fucking face
it is only 8:30
i have no idea what to do with the rest of my evening
are we copesthetic?
- November 03, 2010
- ideaofcrying
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