LATE
Its been agessince i last
posted an entry
Ive been busy
netsurfing
doing nothing
sleeping
relaxing
stretching about
contemplating
about my
"shit" of a life
How i could
have changed
some things
How i could
have done
things
differently
How i could
have achieved
something
more concrete
more...
whatever
I float
I want to be 16
again
I dont want to
care about
anybody
except myself
I want to live
in my
make-believe-everything-is-perfect
world
The world
that all youth
live in
where i used to be...
who i was...
the past...
And yet
I am here
holding on
to sanity
My brain
exploding with ideas
My mind
going blank
Myself
feeling nothing
Numb...
I must go on
Im a
pseudo grown-up now
Have too many responsibilities
And so
I thread
the long
winding
pathway
that is
my life.
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