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HollishDanishM (profile) wrote, on 8-2-2004 at 4:30pm | |
Music: Ashlee Simpson- Shadow Subject: I fear |
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A dream is like a drug, and this ain't no drug. This is so present, and I'm so grounded. I see myself completely alone, walking down the halls. Maybe I did care all these years, without knowing it. Maybe I did care what others thought of me, and maybe I did- and still do- need the friends that really aren't there. I'm just not as independent as I thought, is all. I had a mental breakdown too, the other day. Saturday, I think it was. I'm not a whiner, but if one person looks me in the eye when I'm breaking, I'm sold- the tears flush down my face, at the fastest pace. I want to go back so bad. My whole body is aching, burning, pushing toward home. This isn't my home. It's hard living in a place, that wasn't meant for you. It's like forcing my body into a size 24, it just doesn't fit. There's a fine line between alone and independent... |
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whispers-to-a-scream | 08-03-04 10:19am Mmm. I don't think any of us are independent as we think we are. And, I think deep down we all care, even if it just a little bit, about what people think of us. If we didn't, we wouldn't try so hard to seem independent, when we know we need some help... But, there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. I don't think it matters if you care what they think, I think it matters wether you change yourself so they think differently of you.
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whispers-to-a-scream | Re:, 08-03-04 3:57pm I'm sorry. I didn't mean to think you were overstressed...that's just what you seemed to be acting like.
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