| Katherine L. S. ( @ 2006-04-11 23:38:00 |
i wish someone would ask me
'Are you happy?'
in a way where
i could realize
what the fuck
i am doing
with myself.
As of right now
I do not know.
It's because
I am relying
on the unrelable.
Should I jump back
to the life i once had?
that question always
seems to find it's way
into my head..
every day
at least a dozen times..
but I stay
for love..
in shame of myself
and my life..
of what I've become.
I creep into my head
for freedom
only to realize
sometime i don;t even have that
'Are you happy?'
in a way where
i could realize
what the fuck
i am doing
with myself.
As of right now
I do not know.
It's because
I am relying
on the unrelable.
Should I jump back
to the life i once had?
that question always
seems to find it's way
into my head..
every day
at least a dozen times..
but I stay
for love..
in shame of myself
and my life..
of what I've become.
I creep into my head
for freedom
only to realize
sometime i don;t even have that