Sometimes…..


Sometimes I miss the “old days” a little too much.

Sometimes I wake up sad.

Sometimes I feel as if I can conquer the world.

Sometimes I feel anger toward my parents for things I should let go.

Sometimes I do not control myself as well as I should.

Sometimes I am a good friend.

Sometimes I am a wicked enemy.

Sometimes I know beyond the shadow of a doubt how special every person on Earth is.

Sometimes I do not know if I am special.

Sometimes I love everyone but me.

Sometimes I love no one but me.

Sometimes what I feel and what I show are exact matches.

Sometimes what I feel and what I show are exact opposites.

Sometimes I feel like a walking paradox.

Sometimes I feel understood and accepted.

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February 13, 2006

This.. this is the closest thing I’ve ever have to understanding what’s going on inside of me. It’s probably the first thing I’ve read in a long time that actually made sense and touched me deep down inside B/c I know how this person feels.