enchanted.

"But my last conscious idea was an image of Prince Char when he'd caught the bridle of Sir Stephan's horse. His face had been close to mine. Two curls had spilled onto his forehead. A few freckles dusted his nose, and his eyes said he was sorry for me to go."
--From Ella Enchanted, by Gail Carson Levine.

falling behind.

I just feel like I'm falling behind in life, watching it pass me by. It's like a race where everyone is pulling ahead of me and I'm in the back calling, "wait for me!" But there's some that will wait, and some won't. I'm glad I'm friends with the ones that will.

addicted.

I'm addicted. To the internet. To the mxpx cd Robin burned me. To sappy poetry I write. To complaining. To writing. To singing. To emotion.

I'm addicted. And it's not always a good thing.

is it only me?

is it only me?

for who the world is falling apart?
who has the broken heart?

is it only me?

who watches the world pass me by?
with the awful lonely feeling inside?

is it only me?

that can't do anything right?
who has no one to hold me tight?

is it only me?

who is wanting to cry?
with no one there by my side?

is it only me?

it's not my fault...

the day i decide i am going to do it, i can't. it's not my fault.

i can't do it by myself. i have a fear of rejection.

i want you by my side but i can't imagine it so.

i have no faith in myself. i have trouble believing.

that's why i need you to say yes....