I thought we were good.
Tight 'til the end.
Funny how she can change that.
Even more funny how in a week
she'll be pissed
and once again we will be good.
But ready yourself for the funniest of all.
I will take it again.
I'll probably take your complaining about her.
Take your chatter about how you shouldn't have trusted her.
Take it all in.
I'll probably forgive and forget.
Just think about that.
Think about how she will betray you
like you have betrayed me.
And the cycle will start again.
Laugh, when I want to cry
Smile and joke, when I would love to scream
Sing, when I would much rather be silent
Love, when I want to hate
Pretend like I don't want what I would give anything for
Sleep, when I'm feeling wide awake
Act like ignorance is bliss, when I know it isn't
Take the words like they are nothing, as they cut me
Rationalize your actions, when you don't deserve it
And forgive, but never forget
i cant really answer a question if you don't ask me.
so why didn't you ask me??
i'm still hoping.
i still have the same excitement as before.
now i'm just waiting.
Meet friend at your front door.
Party with friend.
Give into peer pressure with friend.
Almost get caught with friend.
Worry, without friend.
Life is sometimes.
Now life just seems
Can life be dead?
It seems to be more dead every day.
I am full of questions I will probably never ask.
No matter how much I want to.
Honestly I want you.
Do you really want me though?
Me more than her?
I can't see it.
But I suppose I will continue to try.
Try to see us happening.
Try to see us lasting long enough to make this good.
I wish I could see the future.
Too bad I cannot, so I guess I'll have to try it.
Being the curious person I am.
This may even be fun while it lasts.
All the time.
When I see you,
When I think about you,
When I hear your name,
When I say I hate you,
You make me this way.
When I haven't seen you,
I'm feel in need.
When I'm so swamped I can ignore that feeling,
I feel less in need.
But then I see you again.
Or I think about you again,
Or I hear your name again,
Or I once again, say I hate you,
Just like before.
Worse every time.
I see you.
I think ohh good times!
But I blew that shot.
That could've happened.
No more good times with you.
Sometimes I'm moved on.
Sometimes I wish I had put up with you.
You see me, I know you do.
I wonder what you think.
Do you think of the good things?
Or the not so good things?
Do I want to know?
Have you ever had no clue what to think?
You know what you should think.
But it's not completely what you do think.
Well, imagine that, then imagine it never ending.
This is how I feel.
All of the time, it seems.
I'm tired of it.
It's not fun anymore.
I need you to tell me what to think.
That is all I need.
Knowing what you think would also be helpful.
But for now all I ask of you is this;
Tell me what to think.
I freaked out.
This is not okay.
Then I think about you.
You've got your protection.
You've got him.
I can't help it.
You will be okay.
I accept that.
I hope you don't need him.
But I know if he has to be there,
He will be.
And that, is all the comfort I need.
In life, there are many things we have in common.
The first thing all of us have in common is this
All of us are in the womb about nine months, and born.
Then we go through the childhood stages
We take our first steps.
We go through the terrible twos.
We ride a bike.
Most of us go to some sort of kindergarden.
Then an elementary school.
Then we hit middle school.
For me in little old Nebraska I was a seventh grader.
Some of us go in sixth grade, maybe even earlier.
There we "date" for some of us.
Some of us die our hair black and put in piercings.
Some of us wear makeup.
But no matter what you find some of your best friends there.
Highschool comes around.
Being a freshman, I'm not gonna lie,
Got your whole life ahead of you.
Then some of us drop out.
Some of us graduate and move on in the game of life.
Go to some sort of military, navy, air force, or other.
Some of us move on to be a doctor or a lawyer.
Some of us become accountants, or inventors.
Then we get through college, or whatever we chose to do,
And we get married,
If we have children we move on again.
Our children go through the same cycle.
This time, if they advance to children,
They are your grandchildren.
This my friends is the stages of life,
And you are bound to go through them.