For hours, even days now I've pondered what to "blog" about next. Should I write of my ex's failed attempt at a second chance, should I openly applaude my father's optimism during these hard times, or should I better my time I mention the many projects I am obsessing over?.......
Should I treat this as my own personal cybernet chronograph and journal every step i take or just rant over and over and over again?
I wonder these things aloud, but deep inside a whisper tells me no one will listen.
I have confindence, can be incharge and once a blue-moon am even, cool, but still I find myself alone with only my thoughts to keep me company...as if that were any company at all.
these are the words of a broken man...tortured and cold, sometimes I feel nothing, sometimes I feel everything, and sometims all I want is to feel someone else.
I hope tonight goes well, I hope I am a friend. Tonight I hope for hope to come.
Should I treat this as my own personal cybernet chronograph and journal every step i take or just rant over and over and over again?
I wonder these things aloud, but deep inside a whisper tells me no one will listen.
I have confindence, can be incharge and once a blue-moon am even, cool, but still I find myself alone with only my thoughts to keep me company...as if that were any company at all.
these are the words of a broken man...tortured and cold, sometimes I feel nothing, sometimes I feel everything, and sometims all I want is to feel someone else.
I hope tonight goes well, I hope I am a friend. Tonight I hope for hope to come.