Sometimes in our lives...
Sep. 24th, 2002 01:09 amThere are times when I am very content with life.
There are times when I just want to break things.
There are times when I'll just be thinking to myself 'This person gets me!'
There are times when I'm sure no one in the world understands.
Sometimes I feel I'm surrounded by people who really and truely care.
Sometimes I feel really and truely alone.
Sometimes I feel so dedicated, so set, so ready!
Sometimes I don't know if I can take another step.
Once in a while everything just makes sense.
Once in a while there just isn't a point anymore.
Occationally I can't stop laughing.
Occationally wish I could cry.
I find there are many times when I want to tell everything, but I can say nothing.
There are times when I'm sure no one wants to listen to what I have to say - that they don't care.
If I told you right now everything on my mind, would you turn and walk away? Are you sure?
If I said things really aren't as bad as I present them, would I believe it? Are you sure?
It's a quiet night.
No mail again. A pity.
Current mood:
frustrated, tired, lonely, confused, frightened...
Current music: lean on me - ???
There are times when I just want to break things.
There are times when I'll just be thinking to myself 'This person gets me!'
There are times when I'm sure no one in the world understands.
Sometimes I feel I'm surrounded by people who really and truely care.
Sometimes I feel really and truely alone.
Sometimes I feel so dedicated, so set, so ready!
Sometimes I don't know if I can take another step.
Once in a while everything just makes sense.
Once in a while there just isn't a point anymore.
Occationally I can't stop laughing.
Occationally wish I could cry.
I find there are many times when I want to tell everything, but I can say nothing.
There are times when I'm sure no one wants to listen to what I have to say - that they don't care.
If I told you right now everything on my mind, would you turn and walk away? Are you sure?
If I said things really aren't as bad as I present them, would I believe it? Are you sure?
It's a quiet night.
No mail again. A pity.
Current mood:

Current music: lean on me - ???