Sunday, July 23, 2006
There is no darkness, only the lack of light.
Why is it always so difficult to do what you think is right; to make your point; to stand your ground?
Why do I always have to be strong, to be in control, to hold the fort? Sometimes I just want to be vulnerable, to be cared for, to have someone tell me that things will be taken care of.
Sometimes I just want to be able to cry. I want to release the pent-up emotions - the anger, hurt, frustration and confusion behind the laughter and wit.
But I can't.
I want to scream.
But I can't.
I am who I am. But who am I?
insatiable at 11:44 PM
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