This is more of a theoretical view of my past.
Hope this is an eye opener to some poeple who believe there is an answer to every question.
One problem to that: why is there more questions after you get one answer. |
Just forget me. I'm in the past you're in the future. Forget me but don't leave me behind, help me then forget i was even in this state. Forget the lost me. Find the real me that I have forgotten. I'm too cross to be strait. I want you to help me out of this mess.
I want salvation and freedom from this horrible life I've grown to know. It's not me!!!......It's not me......
Forget to be sane, no one is normal or sane everyone is different. So stop pionting fingers and reach down, grab me, hold me still, and teach me to do this right. Don't think I'm stupid, I'm only human. Only human and only one person.
I wish people would stop asking so much of me.
Be Mary, be a mother to yourself, you're a woman you can. BUT NO I CAN'T! I HAVE NO ONE THERE! IT'S EMPTY, A VOID I CAN WALK THROUGH.
I try so hard to be normal, but that can't happen, so I try to be as normal as possible. It's so hard to try but I do it for his sake, only him. People don't matter to me any more, just him.
It's simple, just so simple. You're born, you grow up, you reproduce, and then you die. But that's only existing. Living is totaly different, it's about actually caring. I cared but now I don't remember how. I've had so many things happen that I don't know how to forget.
I was sitting here, thinking, waiting for the answers, but found nothing. It's been like this for a while now, ever since my mom left. I can't relate to people any more and now, I really don't care.
People find joy in lying to themselves but I ask: what's the point? If you find joy in that the surly something must be wrong. I won't lie to myself anymore, there's no point.
Why do people fear the unknown? Is it the shear fact that it's the unknown?
Like the dark? Like the future? Like.......life.
I have a way around everything. Nothing isn't already thought of.
That's just the Wiccan way.
Seeing as i sat here thinking aloud of everything I usually think, I realize I still have more questions.
What am I supposed to do? How do I do this alone? So what if I'm different?
The more I answer the more I ask which leads to a question I ask you:
Is there really an answer to every question? |
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