I wonder if its normal to feel homesick at home. Like a part of me is missing. So I dream to keep me alive. Like its my food, my soul. But everytime I come into reality, it hurts. The pain is like im being ripped into shreds inside. While others just watch. I love the paranormal. I love fey. But people think Im crazy when I say that. And it's people I care about too. Not strangers. I see others trying to be someone they are not. And I thinik its stupid. But I do it too. No wonder some people think I do drugs. I can't grip ******** reality. Im not strong. Im a ******** FREAK. There's what I feel. I wrote it down to calm down. To feel better. I dont need you'r approval. I need to get a grip.
Cellophane Rainbows · Tue May 29, 2007 @ 01:31am · 2 Comments |