I don't feel my best
Usually Lil Babeh would write a poem about this but she knows herself and she knows if she explained how she felt that it wouldn't rhyme.
Being alone and being bored has made me think. I'm not as happy as I imagined I'd be at this point in my life.
I'm not as skinny as I want to be. I try not to eat. But I always give in. I feel disgusting when I skip a meal because I know it's wrong and I should be eating. I'm not that fat at all but when I do eat, I feel disgusting too. Everywhere I look I see people who are smaller. Can you really blame me?
Sometimes I act happy and sometimes I act sad. No matter how I act. You can't tell me what I am. Sometimes I'm sad but I act happy. Sometimes I'm happy but I act sad. It's all due to how you look at things that decides what's wrong with me. But maybe if you stopped looking at me so much you wouldn't find anything wrong.
I'm sitting in a room alone right now. It's nothing but silence. I've been alone for the longest time and I'm dying for company but when people come around I just want to get away.
I've been thinking about 'him' a lot lately. I think old feelings are rising back to the surface. I hope not though. Because if I am falling for 'him' again that means I'll spend my precious time on 'him' when most likely he won't even give me a second thought. Even though he is a nice guy.
he-pulls-the-strings · Mon Jul 23, 2007 @ 03:04am · 0 Comments |