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Sunday, January 24, 2010
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I will be all right.
I'm so thankful for caffeine
Sometimes it's too hard to fail
Sometimes it's too easy to get immersed
To lose yourself in work
When you fail at something seriously important to you.
Which can lead to discovering other things about yourself
Which can lead to a lot of happiness
Which leads to pain over untouched nostalgia
Over the things you left because they ended
Or the people you left because they ended.
And hating it when you talk to someone who was your best friend two years ago
And he is so lost and only covering up for it, and you're the only one around you who can see it
Because youre one of the few people who actually knows him.
Are they having sex?
I don't want to know.
Because if anyone, anyone at all
Is not emotionally ready for it
it's him.
and it's her.
I don't even know how you would decide it
But i could think of a few people who definitely are ready
And some who just shouldn't go there until they can come to terms with some things about themselves
And not strip to insecurities and
Who aren't changing themselves every second of every day
Just to be "loved"
Because, sure, they might love who you are becoming for them
They may love what you do for them
But I know, and she knows
That when you break down crying because of a pizza
Something is majorly fucked up.
I'm so sick of it
People all have messed up lives, and dysfunctional families
But when you are lucky enough to have parents who love each other
And love you (and show it)
And give you everything you need
You can go and make it all sad
Just by not coming to terms with yourself.
Obviously it doesn't happen overnight
But there's something about Amir in the Kite runner: he was a coward, but HE KNEW IT
Obviously he had issues, but less than he could have.
Yay cruel warlords
And damsels driven mad
By obeying stupid orders,
By following their dads.
Yay depressed Princes
Who sit there thinking all the time
And don't actually do jack
To avenge their uncle's crime.
yay stupid poems
Written to waste away the time
To be spent on one's critical analysis
Instead of listening to 'do you remember' fifty times.
:D
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1 Comments:
Kamala. I miss you. We're going to go watch leap year. I'll kidnap you if i have to, alright? we all know parents suck XP
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