It's inching it's way to full blow reality
I am becoming more aware of how niave I can be
This is not poem, just my random thoughts
I have fallen from reality and I am still crashing through all these crazy times that makes no more sense then this post.
This time I must be strong and on my own
I am just trying to figure out where this windy road goes
But sometimes it's not where it goes, its more about what happens on the way there
Who will I be when I get to where I want; I have no idea.
And really I cant arrive anywhere bc I dont know where my desired destination would be
I am about to embark on a whole new world. I wanted a hand but I guess I will have to just accpet my own
I like this random writing. It's makes no sense but it's me
I know what I am capable of, and now I just need to get it done
Life is confusing. Especially right now.
It's hard to not look back and wonder where I went wrong
But really I should not focus on that bc the past is just that.
People come and go.
I am trying to remember what my first real black friend once told me... it seemed so profound and yet so simple. Regina I hope you are happy out there somewhere.
Perception is not fact. And that is what most of life is.
I feel so shallow and simple. Why can this not be so easy for me to figure out.
I need to get better at following through.
Just a little over a year ago I was trying to leave the country
and look at me now
Have I really changed the much since then? Sometimes yes and sometimes no.
I gotta go to sleep now. I have to go bend over for the man. Not really. But I have to work and get someones food order in the morning that is almost half the of what I make in a week.
Isnt that sad? I am two breakfasts and a tip for these guys.
I am tired. Nighty night.