Sunday, September 14, 2008

But hey, don't listen to me. Don't listen to the sad song, don't let me bring you down.

What right do you have
to tell me
that i cant.
Cant understand.
Am not able to have an opinon on this?

I'm involved too.


I'd like to see someone
try to rip me off today.
I'd love
to go head to head with someone
and win.


Who are you to echo me?
Who are you to attempt
to cover me
and claim me?
I don't need that.
Don't assume that everyone needs it.
Get out.
Find a new way in.
Because there is no truth in this.
Because there is no truth in you.

Stopitstopitstopitstopitstopitstopitstopit
stop
it!

Your words don't make sense anymore.

You aren't real.



And neither am I.
When did I get so fake?
When did I start to just hate looking in the mirror and confronting who I am?
When did I start dreading seeing my friends and watching them be dissapointed in me again again and again?
When did I start failing so much?
Why haven't I noticed til now?

When did this start all over again?

2 comments:

beverley said...

I don't know what to say. :(

Anonymous said...

i am proud of you.
not dissapointed.
you are the writer i am afraid to be.