I am so ridiculously me. I wish I could change my ways. I wish I could unlearn a few things. I wish I could learn to pretend at least.. It’s been like this since the time I started recognizing myself. The friend gets hurt one more time.. Because I am just me.
Is it the clear understanding of me or just the absolute misconception, I never can quite figure. I think I don’t try enough.. The friend usually finds it very easy to relate to me. Then the friend wants to religiously follow all the age-old adages on friendship..
Space bubble.. mindspace. Where I am me..The friend comes closer.. pleads a glimpse at me. And, then I take that wicked back step…one more time..
The guilt doesn’t help me much. It hasn’t helped me at all. I am so ridiculously me.
Is it the clear understanding of me or just the absolute misconception, I never can quite figure. I think I don’t try enough.. The friend usually finds it very easy to relate to me. Then the friend wants to religiously follow all the age-old adages on friendship..
Space bubble.. mindspace. Where I am me..The friend comes closer.. pleads a glimpse at me. And, then I take that wicked back step…one more time..
The guilt doesn’t help me much. It hasn’t helped me at all. I am so ridiculously me.
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