Manic~ness


Why no one will help me
I am too dumb I am too smart
They'll not understand me I am lonely
They'll hate me And there is not enough time
It's too hard to help me

These excuses how they served me so well
They've kept me safe
They've kept me stuck
They've kept me locked in my own cell
~Excuses-Alanis Morissette

Ever have one of those days where you just don't have much to say? Then when you are quiet people think you're in a bad mood. When really, you're just being all philosophical and contemplating the meaning of life or some crap like that.
So I confroted the person that wasn't talking to me. I asked her why, and if I had done anything, or did anything happen...blah blah. She said "I haven't been talking to you because you won't talk to me?" WTF?! This is where you picture me taking a couple of deep breaths and counting to like 150.
Someone asked me what my plans were after I finish this semester and essentially finish school. God Help, I have NO idea. Being all directionless is kinda scary!
Ironic, it's one of my 'quiet days' and it's the most I've written in a while. Go figure.

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