Navigation:
Special Links:
Tragic's Wake
Break The Silence
Text
I don’t know how to say what I’m thinking. I think I’ve realized I’m not like a lot of people. I sometimes feel out of place ya dig? I’m not saying that like some teen who’s all, people don’t understand me. I mean after long viewing the world I’ve noticed that I am just a bit different than the people around me.
I value things that seem common sense. I respect my friends, I love those who I choose too. I have rules that I choose to live by, and in most cases manage to stick to. I do my best to honor my commitments. I don’t feel the need to be rude or vulgar.
But there is more to it than all that. I just don’t seem to view life the same way. It’s difficult to articulate what I’m trying to say here. When I’m not feeling depressed though life is like an amazing thing. I don’t mean that it’s perpetually good. I just mean that I spend a lot of time just viewing life. Somedays it’s like I forgot about life when I went to sleep. Then when I wake up it’s like all new and interesting again. When I’m depressed, well it’s all screwed up, but that’s obvious.
It’s all in how I relate to people though. I don’t fit common slots. I really don’t have a grouping, or anything. I just kinda float out in a clique limbo. It’s all good though. I think I’m coming to terms with it. That I’ll always be just a little out of place. It’s ok though cause when I think about it I’m already used to it. So what’s the big deal really? I am me, and that’s who I’m always going to be, unless I decide to fake it.
