what do you people want from me, a real journal? stop hiding behind my poetry and post it on poetry kicks ass where it belongs? fine.
i am 27 with the heart of a fourteen year old surrounded by a fortress that i'm not even sure i can penetrate anymore.
i am 27 with a smart but broken brain who hides from pain, but ever since i quit smoking weed (which i did almost every day) i'm not even sure how i go about hiding, unless it's withdrawing from all romantic relationships which i've gotten pretty fucking good at.
i am a man or a boy or a person or a soul or an old something whose trying to go somewhere but ive been a lot of places seen and done a lot of things and tried on a lot of masks.
some of em fit, some of em didn't.
i'm going to go play poker this week on my day off with my out of work friend who has become a casino lowlife, hopefully enter a tournament and win some money or not embarass myself. or embarass myself and have fun.
i am an old cat but still young. lives one through five are done. number six is just getting started and i'm all up in the mix. (i'm retarded)
i am 27 with the heart of a fourteen year old surrounded by a fortress that i'm not even sure i can penetrate anymore.
i am 27 with a smart but broken brain who hides from pain, but ever since i quit smoking weed (which i did almost every day) i'm not even sure how i go about hiding, unless it's withdrawing from all romantic relationships which i've gotten pretty fucking good at.
i am a man or a boy or a person or a soul or an old something whose trying to go somewhere but ive been a lot of places seen and done a lot of things and tried on a lot of masks.
some of em fit, some of em didn't.
i'm going to go play poker this week on my day off with my out of work friend who has become a casino lowlife, hopefully enter a tournament and win some money or not embarass myself. or embarass myself and have fun.
i am an old cat but still young. lives one through five are done. number six is just getting started and i'm all up in the mix. (i'm retarded)
randomrockstar:
Hide behind your poetry all you want. I do that all too often, but you have to do what you need to do to survive in a world where everyone wants to fit in by not fitting in.
zak:
i know from experience that it's easier to hide than it is to figure out who you are.. i spent most of my life doing it.. but i never felt good about anything. lately i've been working on change.. slowly.. making it out the door, then making it to my destination, then actually socializing with people.