Truly Madly Deeply
You would think that it would be obvious to others when someone was having an increasingly bad day.
You would think it would be obvious that it might not be the best idea to kick that person, make fun of that person, degrade that person, or use them as a personal servent.
You would think that it would be obvious that doing such things might push that person over the edge.
Well then, it seems that people at my school are blind to the obvious.
Everyday, i go to school, hoping and praying that today might be one of those precious few days that i can go home with a smile on my face, and every day i get into the car, thinking that maybe if i changed, if i could just fix the things that were so obviously wrong with me, then maybe my days wouldn't be like that.
The one silver lining to my day, are the six hours i spend on my own, where i don't have to be anything i don't want to be. I don't have to hide my intrests, i dont have to lower my voice, i don't have to change my idea's, i dont have to supress my thoughts and ideas, i can just be me, and no one can make fun of me for it.
That is where i find my Joy, in solitude.
There really is no point to this post, so don't hurt yourself trying to find one.
Oh, and i wanted to post the poem from Truly Madly Deeply. Hope you like it, it made me cry.
Forgive me If you are not living.
If you, beloved,
My love, if you have died,
All the leaves will fall on my breast,
It will rain on my soul all night and all day.
My feet will want to march to where you are sleeping,
and i shall go on living.
You would think it would be obvious that it might not be the best idea to kick that person, make fun of that person, degrade that person, or use them as a personal servent.
You would think that it would be obvious that doing such things might push that person over the edge.
Well then, it seems that people at my school are blind to the obvious.
Everyday, i go to school, hoping and praying that today might be one of those precious few days that i can go home with a smile on my face, and every day i get into the car, thinking that maybe if i changed, if i could just fix the things that were so obviously wrong with me, then maybe my days wouldn't be like that.
The one silver lining to my day, are the six hours i spend on my own, where i don't have to be anything i don't want to be. I don't have to hide my intrests, i dont have to lower my voice, i don't have to change my idea's, i dont have to supress my thoughts and ideas, i can just be me, and no one can make fun of me for it.
That is where i find my Joy, in solitude.
There really is no point to this post, so don't hurt yourself trying to find one.
Oh, and i wanted to post the poem from Truly Madly Deeply. Hope you like it, it made me cry.
Forgive me If you are not living.
If you, beloved,
My love, if you have died,
All the leaves will fall on my breast,
It will rain on my soul all night and all day.
My feet will want to march to where you are sleeping,
and i shall go on living.
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