Friday, September 10, 2004
It's time, and this time i won't lie.
Not about the things that glide through my head, or why there are still tears in my eyes. Not about why i choose to hold on tighter and longer than I know I should, and most of all, not about how much I wish you could make me less afraid of the things you cannot protect me from.
I've been here only two weeks, but it feels like months at a time. I fear i've taken on too much responsibility; and i'm not sure what exactly to do with all this power in my hands. Socialization is tiring; and all i'm asking is to be allowed to go away to find my head again. But no, no reservations to make for myself, for there just isn't enough time to go around. I am overwhelmed by everything, and the multitudes have blurred the line that separated my wants from my needs. Where is everything registering?
Everything i taste now is bittersweet; and i have yet to decide if it's all to my liking.
sherry @ 7:05:00 pm
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