Hope everyone had a good one. To be honest it didn't really feel like christmas today but it was great, props to my family for being awesome, I love them all heaps. The presents weren't bad either lol. Guitar Hero:), Mamma Mia the movie and soundtrackXD, clothes:), Happy Tree Friends:) and tickets to The Veronicas concertXD.
I wrote this poem yesterday. It's basically my life right now. Not knowing what I want out of life or where I want to go. Something I think we all experiance at some point. Hope you like it.
Going blind through the rain
killing time everyday
seeking for the truth I find
nothing is in my mind.
Everything that was once there
is flying around in the air
tell me how this is fair.
It is gone until I find
what I want for this life
for this life I cannot find
what I want at this time
it all hurts so much
and all I do is smile and blush.
I want to go but I can't leave
I want to stay but I'll bleed
let me go, let me stay
please don't go away.
Please keep me strong
at the times when I am wrong
days like this I want to fall
until I remember I have you all
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
After the Burn
Last month I moved back from Queensland to my mums. Everything has changed, I have changed. I don't know anything anymore, I am so confused. All I know is that it is the best time of my life. It has never been like this, I have never been this happy.
It wasn't like that at the begining. I thought I had done the stupidest thing in the world by moving back. My ocd became worse and I missed everyone so much. I found out I couldn't get into my old school and had no idea what I would do without my friends with me. This was the thing that brang my tears. Starting a new school again.
It took me awhile to realise that I would be okay. I always ended up being okay. I was over fighting. For the last year it has felt like I have been doing nothing but fighting. Fighting to be happy, fighting to not cry, fighting to help people I knew I couldn't. It's always ok, always.
It wasn't like that at the begining. I thought I had done the stupidest thing in the world by moving back. My ocd became worse and I missed everyone so much. I found out I couldn't get into my old school and had no idea what I would do without my friends with me. This was the thing that brang my tears. Starting a new school again.
It took me awhile to realise that I would be okay. I always ended up being okay. I was over fighting. For the last year it has felt like I have been doing nothing but fighting. Fighting to be happy, fighting to not cry, fighting to help people I knew I couldn't. It's always ok, always.
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