Day 5: 3-24-19
Hello to all the everybodys and nobodys of the world. I'm super duper sorry that I didn't post last night. I wasn't able to because I was at a get together. Even if I did post there wouldn't be anything interesting because all I did was sit at home and watch T.V. Today I went to Sunday school and watched T.V. the rest of the day too. Since there is no gossip, per request from Derick I'm going to try to explain at least one of those poems I posted last time. I may not hit the real meaning, but I'll do my best to explain to you my understanding.
Ugggh! I already hate this. I'm not very good at expressing my emotions in words, so this is going to kill me. Lets get started.
. Okay, so I would spend my whole day listening to someone's problems and try best to find them a solution. I believe that everybody is important and there problems are worth being solved; that their thoughts and opinions should be valued. However, there is not a single person in this world that knows me well enough to understand me. I would give anything to have that person, but I don't know how. The next two lines are just as they say because when people are around I sometimes must hide myself. The things I find funny or sad people think are irritating or stupid, and that is why I keep everything to myself. I always come to school smiling no matter how hard life is outside. Whenever I do let something slip most people think I'm just overreacting or being ungrateful, so what's the point. If somebody was with me when I'm all alone I'd do my best to let them know about everything. But when I look around I don't see anybody ready to listen to me whine, so that is why everything is locked away. Locked away in a place no one can even go near: my heart.
. Okay, so I would spend my whole day listening to someone's problems and try best to find them a solution. I believe that everybody is important and there problems are worth being solved; that their thoughts and opinions should be valued. However, there is not a single person in this world that knows me well enough to understand me. I would give anything to have that person, but I don't know how. The next two lines are just as they say because when people are around I sometimes must hide myself. The things I find funny or sad people think are irritating or stupid, and that is why I keep everything to myself. I always come to school smiling no matter how hard life is outside. Whenever I do let something slip most people think I'm just overreacting or being ungrateful, so what's the point. If somebody was with me when I'm all alone I'd do my best to let them know about everything. But when I look around I don't see anybody ready to listen to me whine, so that is why everything is locked away. Locked away in a place no one can even go near: my heart.
Well that was absolutely cringey, however you spell that.
. I think that's enough of that " heart-to-heart " conversation, so maybe the next time I'm here we can move on to the next poem. I really am not liking the idea of posting this, but YOLO. I hope nobody starts the pity session after I send this out to millions of people on the Internet to read. Uggggggh! I'm doubting all my life decisions.
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. I think that's enough of that " heart-to-heart " conversation, so maybe the next time I'm here we can move on to the next poem. I really am not liking the idea of posting this, but YOLO. I hope nobody starts the pity session after I send this out to millions of people on the Internet to read. Uggggggh! I'm doubting all my life decisions..
I'm going to leave you guys with....... something.
A really good song: "Blackbird," by the Beatles.
Some comedy that was NOT made by me to forget all the stupid stuff I wrote.
Your Somebody,
Weirdo
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