I never said all I've received was crap
metaphorically speaking I have received letters with junk mail
and one say soon the announcement will come
that I've won 10 million dollars.
So, friend, don't despair or think that I've lost hope.
It's just every once in a while I allow myself freedom to whine
and to mope and to pout here in lines.
In this way, I keep from being depressed all the time.
I know that I'm human and as human I'm flawed
right along with the thousands that I whine about,
but this is allowed when we've met in my mind
yet, if it's not allowed there allow me to rewind.
when i said you'd be wasting time trying to make me realize it's not all
bad
it was because I've already realized this.
I know I have the good with the bad, I know my view will change with the
years,
I allow myself freedom to feel cynical now just as I'll allow myself freedom
to feel joy in 5 minutes.
I think 4th of July sucks, no mail run... I want mail damnit!
Your barrage of words leads me to believe my last words failed
With my letters with the junk mail imagery I was trying to convey
that I -do- realize there is good with the bad.
Yet, you sent an entire page on things that I know.
I'm 22 and I don't know everything,
few 22 year olds admit to this.
Can someone please tell me what to do with my life?
It's easiest to have a direction pointed and to follow it.
There are no arrows here and I'm confused.
Especially with college safely out of the way,
at least until I decide about grad school.
Can someone please tell me a direction to turn?
This world in my mind is sort of dark and creepy and
I'm not sure where to go from here.
I turn one direction and then turn another.
One has a dragon, the other my brother.
He sits with the rest of the goats in his world
and tells me I'll never make it.
I'll never make it.
Which is worse? Which way do I turn?
Where do I find answers?
I tear a small piece of hope off a tree and
put it in my pocket with my heart.
What have you got in your pocketses?