I'm so happy that
you acknowledge me.
You're one of my best friends,
And I couldn't bear life without you.
Thanks for
...
listening.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Also
Also
Just because I don't have
Mad yarn or guitar skills
Doesn't mean I'm not there.
I'm still a person
Not a runner up to livelaughluck girl
Or miss yarnia
I really don't know what to do sometimes
When I feel surrounded by hypocrites for so long
Then finding friends
Then trying to bottle everything up to stay strong
The pouring out my emotions to this stupid iPod app that won't save anything when you leave the app at 10 o'clock because you're too afraid to say anything in person.
I don't want to mention names but they're the only people who read this so please I'm tired of
Standing in the back
And not having input
And walking around
With a stupid fake smile on my face
So I'm not alienated
Then I feel apart of something
And I'm euphoric
But then
Do you realize how inferior I feel to you
When I get ignored
Because i don't have anything to teach
And I'm not offered to learn
So I kind of hope I make someone cry because of this
So they can experience how I feel
How I think sometimes, everyone is fake there where I happen to be on Wednesday and Sunday
And nobody focuses
And I really can't feel God there
Thank Him for personal time
And so that's how I feel
And if you don't read this in time
I really hope you do
I can't face this face to face
I don't think
And that's who I am
Divided because
I want to say this so much but can't
But I will
Just because I don't have
Mad yarn or guitar skills
Doesn't mean I'm not there.
I'm still a person
Not a runner up to livelaughluck girl
Or miss yarnia
I really don't know what to do sometimes
When I feel surrounded by hypocrites for so long
Then finding friends
Then trying to bottle everything up to stay strong
The pouring out my emotions to this stupid iPod app that won't save anything when you leave the app at 10 o'clock because you're too afraid to say anything in person.
I don't want to mention names but they're the only people who read this so please I'm tired of
Standing in the back
And not having input
And walking around
With a stupid fake smile on my face
So I'm not alienated
Then I feel apart of something
And I'm euphoric
But then
Do you realize how inferior I feel to you
When I get ignored
Because i don't have anything to teach
And I'm not offered to learn
So I kind of hope I make someone cry because of this
So they can experience how I feel
How I think sometimes, everyone is fake there where I happen to be on Wednesday and Sunday
And nobody focuses
And I really can't feel God there
Thank Him for personal time
And so that's how I feel
And if you don't read this in time
I really hope you do
I can't face this face to face
I don't think
And that's who I am
Divided because
I want to say this so much but can't
But I will
To Two People
Was I really that bad?
Ignored by the people I ignore
Fine,
But I needed support then,
And just critique,
Did I give nothing to be complimented?
It keeps me up at night, even a few days later.
I was complimented by people who had to- not my peers,
Who's approval I do seek,
Even when I state otherwise.
It hurt me.
Dedicated to: two people who I hope recognize this is for them.
Ignored by the people I ignore
Fine,
But I needed support then,
And just critique,
Did I give nothing to be complimented?
It keeps me up at night, even a few days later.
I was complimented by people who had to- not my peers,
Who's approval I do seek,
Even when I state otherwise.
It hurt me.
Dedicated to: two people who I hope recognize this is for them.
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