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About The Poet
Age: 21 Location: Sand Castle In The Sky Birthday: 13 Jan 1984 Quote For The Moment
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| Sunday, October 10, 2004 The funniest thing happen last nite or might I say early this morning, I had a little chat with Sheryl a good friend (maybe something more, but certainly nothing less). Well she said that she read my blog and was asking if I was ok due to my very depressing last post. The funny thing is that I didn't even know ppl read my blog. Anyways I was happy, happy to know that someone cared, its not everyday that someone tells u that they care for u and that if there r any problems that u can turn to them for help or juz for a listening ear (And to the ppl who do get that kind of treatment "LUCKY U!!!!!"). But as usual I juz dismissed it as nothing and that I was juz fine and went to bed, but am I alrite??? Am I fine??? I dun really knw myself, but I am the sort of ppl who hides their feelings from everyone and anyone. The only person who I actually talk to and confide in is a cousin and a really good cousin at that, but I haven't heard from her in about a month nw and its not making things any better for mi, so if you are reading this I really, really, REALLY hope to hear from u soon. And to Sheryl I'm sorry but I...... I really dun knw wat to say but sorry.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ **TRUST** As fragile as glass, Is the word called trust, The pain it can cause when shattered, Will leave the heart and soul battered. This is a pain I know all too well, that's why I'm always in my shell. I want to let you in believe me I do, But I guess I am just a fool. As weak as I might be, Maybe someday I will see, Your love and concern are for real, And that I won't need my wall of steel. But for the time being please be patient with me, As I slowly cast my doubts out to sea, Little by little till my heart and soul agrees, Then and only then will I be free.
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