some clever string of words
of late my mood has been less than good
as you know
i've been avoiding those tests for depression i just assume i am
the thing is i can't even talk about it
the only person i call at times like this is my parents (yeh that's two people but still point don't get technical on me) and they have a MUCH BIGGER trauma they're dealing with
poor little girl's world is cracking around her
she's not talented enough
not pretty enough
somehow i can't help resemebling that remark
stolen purse
lost car reservation
but the money was debited can't prove it everything was stolen
name it
it's happened
how horrible it all is
at least she has some help because what would happen otherwise don't know don't want to think
me i'm just trudging along trying to stay strong
maybe if i could cry or scream or dance
if i was better with words or could put my thoughts in order
all i can call it i've said so many times
tired
exhausted
spread thin as rice paper
i need room to think this over i need a ride up to horseshoe like i wanna feel like it makes a difference what difference one man makes
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