static

everyone is stuck

equilibrium: not sad....but not happy either.

we are all afraid (of each other).

I want to cause a problem, just so things will change.

move....change, move on.

with you I'm fine

"you cannot spell it out, there are no words

mrs johnson never taught me those verbs

on how to give myself, and how to receive,

its something thats inside of you and me."

fake it

sweet dreams

this is my cross

I will bear it

I wish I could make you see that we're going through  the same things,

but you think I know nothing,

I wish you could see that you are going nowhere,

neither of you know the other.

but what scares me the most, is I wonder..

is this what I'll be like?

is this what I'm designed to do?

how many people can you hurt, before you realize,

maybe this isn't the truth.

growing old

you intrigue me

you surprise me

you ignore me

you love me?

you annoy me

you worry me

you make me happy.

words

I have so much to learn.

I wonder who reads this.

we are the world