My thoughts.

My reasons.

My existance.

All consume and confuse
spinning round and round
painting pictures of serenity
all inside my head.

And despite knowing them all,
I still do not know who I am.

Yesterday, a friend of mine called to let myself and my roommate know that he would definitely be moving with us to Texas.  He currently does not work for The Company and has found out he will not be surviving school this term.  It's the third time he's pulled himself out of GPA hell and back into good acedemic standing and gone back to major ( Read more... )

So here I am, with so much time that has passed and I am still spinning my wheels.  My brain going and back and forth between what it wants and what it needs and last stitched efforts to conform.  I wonder if I will ever stop spinning my wheels and getting no where.

It is so very hard to conform.

I can ignore it, burry it away in the back of my ( Read more... )

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