Description: I'm not sure if this is a rant or just random thoughts. I'm not sure if this is venting, or about friendship, or about love, or about all of the above. I'd like you to say whatever you feel. If you think I'm mental or if you've written something like this before... or never got the chance to.
It seems like just yesterday I looked in the mirror and cared about the reflection.
It seems like just yesterday I would cry about everything said behind my back.
It seems like just yesterday I realized that I liked him...
It seems like just yesterday I met you.
Isn't it funny how that was all such a long time ago?
You don't know me anymore. It's your fault, and maybe mine too. But I'm not the sort to hold out for those who don't show any signs of caring.
You say that it's too hard to speak your mind infront of me and the rest of the world. And yet I have no problem with it. Maybe we just don't see eye to eye in these things... after all, I'm still taller than you.
I understand that my physical stature tends to invoke terror on those who cant look me in the eye. I'd scare me too. Good thing those who take my place are shorter and have to look up to you. But with that measurement it takes two of them to make up for one of me.
Maybe I do blow things out of proportion sometimes. Maybe this has all been a lost cause. But it's not like you ever made it worth my while. I'm not as easily entertained as I used to be.
Can you even understand the words that carry my thoughts into the world for everyone to hear? Do you even care? But please don't answer that with more words. I've had enough of them.
So hard it is to forget about the ones you love the most. Maybe that's why people cry when they're hearbroken. Maybe it's worse when you know you'll still have to look that person in the eyes on a regular basis. Maybe there's hope in those tears.
And maybe that hope is worthless.
Worthless, worthless, worthless. That word gets me everytime. How can something that isn't even tangible be worthless? How does anyone find it in themselves to keep something like that with them, even when their last tear is shed?
Oh, what a bundle of ramblings these words are. Do you even understand? Probably not. Even though it's all here, spelled out for you. Just for you. All for you.
hey look its that thing you put on myspace. same comment really. besides the title. its just so....... i cant think of a word but you know. its allright if i use it somehow right? and well... dont let those large mongooses get you down!
You actually managed to form a rant into something with a meaning. From a completely different angle than I've ever seen anyone try. Paragraph 10 was what really got me... It's funny how a poem that appears to be about romance (or lack thereof) can be interpreted so many different ways.
This really made me sad, in a good way that so few can accomplish now.
Submission Name: Attempting Redemption.
