So many days go by
and by
and by
And I never say one single real word. Yes, lots of other words come out, but none of them are real.
None of them are me, they are not mine.
They are just words other people force me to say, I say them because I have to.
But what about the things I really want to say?
About how lost I am?
About how I think about you all day long?
About the things that worry me?
About everything that has gone wrong?
About my hopes, my wishes, my dreams.
But everyone else makes other words come out of my mouth.
They make me forget the things that are important.
I am losing myself.
Am I losing myself?
.
How can I not be myself if I am never anyone but myself? But that is untrue. Everyone else leaves a footprint IN me. They change, mold, sculpt, influence.
How can I change, yet keep who I am? Because these are the only real words I have, and look: they are still unspoken.
Who will be there to listen?
Posted by anonymous at April 9, 2008 8:44 PM