Thursday, October 16, 2008

hey...

If you were fully human... why didn't you ever mess up?

I'm not like you

Sunday, October 12, 2008

All that we needed

Sometimes all someone wants... needs... is a hug.

http://ficlets.com/stories/43055
http://ficlets.com/stories/43221

I don't care if you read them or not, but if you do decide to, please read both of them. Not just one or the other. Please.

Also.

You Are

You are my foundation.
You are my handle, my railing.
You are what keeps me from falling.

You are the green skittle,
the red m&m.
You are the little piece of chocolate,
at the bottom of the drumstick.
You are my favorite, the one I wait for,
the one I get excited over.

But you are a wall.
My wall.
My barrier.
My cage,
closing me in, limiting me.
Keeping me from going where I want to go…

So I have to let you go,
and take my chances.

But you will always be my memory
The one I look back on,
and smile.

I posted this on ficlets a couple weeks ago

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Efforts

My efforts often go unnoticed.

All I did was try to make people happy...

but it always backfires.

And then they get mad at me instead.

Because I guess I can't make keep one person happy without pissing another person off.

I'm just really tired of trying.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

stupid people...

...with their stupid condescending tones of voice...

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Something isn't right

I don't know

It just isn't

Nothing works right... I always seem to mess them up. And don't go saying that's not true before you even know what I'm talking about.

Why do I always pretend like everything is alright?

Because it's just easier that way.
Because I'm not good at confrontations, or explaining. Anything.
Because whenever someone tries to help me, I get extremely pissed and annoyed at them, and I'd rather not get pissed off at anyone. It's completely irrational.
Because I find those situations extremely awkward... or maybe it's just that I trusted someone as much as I trusted you guys. And then I think he gave up on me. I told him a lot. But I didn't make myself very clear, and I think he got tired of me being depressed all of the time, for no apparant reason. I don't blame him.

This was a while ago, by the way. None of you guys are this person.

Right now I can't see straight. It's not like I'm dizzy, just that my vision is like a video, and the person's hands that were holding the camera were shaking.

I have a lot of homework. Why does she insist we come up with "something creative" for like, every scene in Romeo and Juliet? And I'm already practically failng bio, and only getting A's in three classes.

I need sleep. But that's just not going to happen.