I am...?

Who am I?

I have often asked myself this question, and yet, have never quite reached an answer. I know it is the one question that everyone at some time or another during their life asks themselves. I know it is not uncommon to not reach an answer. I know that I am not alone. However, sometimes I can't help but feel alone. I feel like I missed the memo. I feel like everyone is in on this big secret and I am not allowed to know. But I am determined. I am determined to know. I want to know. I need to know. I am not asking for anyone to blab this big secret to me, for that would be asking for someone to go back on their word and destroy the integrity of the secret. But I am determined to discover this secret and all of its power on my own.

And it will be at that moment that I will know who I am.

Just... Friends?

This girl
This boy

That girl
That boy

This girl
No boy

This boy
Wants that

This girl
Wants this

That girl
Wants that

This girl
Very sad

This boy
Kinda glad

That girl
...

That girl ruins this girl's painting while make this boy's painting beautiful.

YOU

Please
I can't get you out of my mind
All I ask is for a moment to my own thoughts

Please
I can't get you out of my heart
All I ask is for a moment to my own feelings

Please
I can't get you out of my soul
All I ask is for a moment to be ME

from Steve

So I was paroosing through my friend Steve's blog and decided to take this "Rate my Life" thing he had taken. I was curious. I kinda wish I hadn't taken it... :-/ see for yourself...

This Is My Life, Rated
Life:	6.1
Mind:	5.6
Body:	4.5
Spirit:	7.7
Friends/Family:	5
Love:	0
Finance:	7.9
Take the Rate My Life Quiz

necesito

the need for positive

the need to breathe
the need to live
the need to love
the need to accept
the need to embrace

the need for negative

the need to criticize
the need to want
the need to hurt
the need to reject
the need to ignore

the need to be

the need to be happy
the need to be sad
the need to be angry
the need to be loved
the need to be content


the need to need.

...and at the end of the day, I will try to smile.

The History of Math

I'm
in class
lethargic
melting away
my body is trapped
my feet melt to the floor
my legs attach to the chair
my body hunched over the desk
as it blends to its structural form.
My soul screaming as it tries to get out.