"When we can no longer dream, we die" -Emma Goldman

Friday, May 15, 2009

Random Gibberish/Babbling that needs to be said

I don't know if I want to know. Or if I even need to know. I just want to say it without being judged or hated on or yelled at. Everyone says that it's okay, but I don't know if I am. Its as if you are taunting me, laughing at me, mocking me with your hair, your smile and your bubbly personality. But I don't know if its what I want. Maybe I do and maybe I don't but right now, I just want to figure it out without all this hassle. The hassle of finding the door handle, of turning the light on and of making room. Or maybe I'm sitting on my bed and there's no problem. What if I'm the boogie man?

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