Sometimes I wish I could scream at the top of my lungs, everything I needed to say.
I wish I could have this without violence as a reply.
But I am just a peasant in a family judged by its cover.
Don't let the plastic picture of my home hide the prison from within my friend;
In here i have no rules for myself, and neither would you if you dared to enter.
I also wish that I were a smarter man than I am; someone who could make my family proud, kind of like everyone else- I wish I were them.
I often stare out the windows of my gethstamine, staring at the wishing well they built, such a sad view; such a sad fact that it wasn't there for my option.
If I could I'd pretend I was a coin and throw myself in the pond.
I would float there, until I sank to the bottom.
Only then would it be a true wish for myself, to never see them again.
To always have the choice of laying face down below the surface reflecting upon them;
My eyes staring at them- and they, they would be staring at themselves.
__________________ Rotten Peaches
Last edited by x7 Lateralus 7x; 06-14-2005 at 02:59 AM..
I used to live in the country and work on vineyards....noone about for miles...great opportunity for madness...also if you have a car do it as you drive down a highway...no one can stop you then...If you realise that the worst that will happen is you will get beaten up then learn not to fear this, then do it and see what happens.....I don't know...maybe you should find some way to relax, try yoga...taoism-tai chi...martial arts...church or anything really...but having shit build up inside is no good.
