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wishful thinking
Created on 2004-01-27 19:53:44 (#2029998), last updated 2005-02-16
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| Name: | 3point_turn |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 06-25 |
| Location: | Selma, Alabama, United States |
i have been through a lot. more than people think. it's not that it's improtant. it's just because i don't talk. i hold a lot of secrets. some things i know that people think i don't . half the stuff i wish i didn't know. the others i wish i could tell. people wonder why i'm shy. is it because i was born this way? i wish i coulld say yes. but i can't
i believe i am the keeper of secrets. i will not for nothing tell a soul what i know. i hate that because that is why i go through depressed times. it is what i know but can not say. it is good to tell some people how you feel or what you know. but i can't. i am scared.
scared of what? i do not know. i wish i could say. someone once told me that i am afraid and my subconscience knows. but if so. then why don't i ever have dreams? i don't get it. i am afraid of everything and nothing at the same time. i know there is nothing there when i turn out the light but ther is something tugging the back of my mind that there is evil around. everywhere.
what i am writing probably dosen't make any sense. i don't get everything i am writing either. but i am writing from the heart. what does that mean? i am afraid of my heart? that it'll lie to me? lead me in the wrong direction? i don't know.
my mind is the most confusing thing in the world. it should be the eighth wonder. no one will truly understand me. for how can they if i don't truly understand myself.
sometimes i wish i could just go alone in nature and think. no. i think to much and nothings come through. i believe that that is the reason why it takes me so long to fall asleep. because i try to figure myself out and i can't.
it drives me crazy. seeing all those people out there smiling when i know behind that smile is not what you think. every one tricks everybody else and no one knows that. but i have figured it out. i don't want to know that. i wish so badly sometimes that i was blinded from the knowledge of relization. but i know that won't happen.
the only thing that comes out from the part of me that i don't understand is my peoms and songs. but i don't understand them! oh how i wish i did! i relize now that i truly only express myself through my writings. and it really hurts me when someone says that they are bad.
i am still searching for me. the real me. not the one that you see. i know that i won't figure myself out but i'll try just as hard. sometimes i think i know other people better than myself. i feel lost in what i am trying to say. in fact i don't know what i'm trying to say anymore.
maybe one day i won't be troubled. maybe. but i know that it is wishful thinking....
i believe i am the keeper of secrets. i will not for nothing tell a soul what i know. i hate that because that is why i go through depressed times. it is what i know but can not say. it is good to tell some people how you feel or what you know. but i can't. i am scared.
scared of what? i do not know. i wish i could say. someone once told me that i am afraid and my subconscience knows. but if so. then why don't i ever have dreams? i don't get it. i am afraid of everything and nothing at the same time. i know there is nothing there when i turn out the light but ther is something tugging the back of my mind that there is evil around. everywhere.
what i am writing probably dosen't make any sense. i don't get everything i am writing either. but i am writing from the heart. what does that mean? i am afraid of my heart? that it'll lie to me? lead me in the wrong direction? i don't know.
my mind is the most confusing thing in the world. it should be the eighth wonder. no one will truly understand me. for how can they if i don't truly understand myself.
sometimes i wish i could just go alone in nature and think. no. i think to much and nothings come through. i believe that that is the reason why it takes me so long to fall asleep. because i try to figure myself out and i can't.
it drives me crazy. seeing all those people out there smiling when i know behind that smile is not what you think. every one tricks everybody else and no one knows that. but i have figured it out. i don't want to know that. i wish so badly sometimes that i was blinded from the knowledge of relization. but i know that won't happen.
the only thing that comes out from the part of me that i don't understand is my peoms and songs. but i don't understand them! oh how i wish i did! i relize now that i truly only express myself through my writings. and it really hurts me when someone says that they are bad.
i am still searching for me. the real me. not the one that you see. i know that i won't figure myself out but i'll try just as hard. sometimes i think i know other people better than myself. i feel lost in what i am trying to say. in fact i don't know what i'm trying to say anymore.
maybe one day i won't be troubled. maybe. but i know that it is wishful thinking....
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