i'm all about them, words.
Thursday, July 20, 2006
- 11:30 PM
parents are home.
freedom just got sent out.
waking up each day hoping for the best.
but faced with disappointment time and again.
so close to loving.
yet i know it remains a question.
life doesn't have to rhyme.
it's never melodious.
i sit alone to straighten out my thoughts.
but like hair, the more you tug, the more it turns.
i feel like these few days or weeks have been a looped journey. i find myself back where i started.
or maybe i havent.
under the cloudy night sky.
my actual response to the question: i can't.
i just can't do it.
thoughts and emotions overwhelmed me thereafter.
i realised i was still confused.
was it just a game.
or perhaps there's sincerity after all.
a young kid walking out alone.
in the darkness, thinking.
what's going on here.
this is not my life.
or perhaps it's a part of my life i've just begun to explore.
like all explorations, it starts with fear and uncomfort.
i've got a bonus, mine starts with confusion too.
more than meets the eye.
walk away or stay.
wish i could've changed some things today.
change them to make my day.
too late.