Apparently, Change Comes Creeping In the Back Door

Some things come and some things go, and I guess time thinks it's time. I can't sit back and watch, but I need some time to figure out why. I need to release my grab on current reality.. and move on. Just not to accept the change, and be deceived into thinking that what it is, it is not. Don't be fooled. Don't listen, but listen. Don't shut out, don't shut down. Move, look up,

walk forward.

Keep moving, you can't out-run the truth. But don't miss the now by running by it. Steady gaze, intense dissection, no over-analysis.

Time. Change. PUKE.

Yet love. I know love. I feel love.

And I feel failure.

Never have I felt like such a huge disappointment. I need to be more.

Yet love. I know love. I feel loved. However, I need to be more. I am not enough... who I want to be. No one things so, not enough.

And I need someone to want to understand. Don't pretend, no words --action.


I need to be free. I need to be allowed to be angry. It IS okay, Mentor. Anger is an emotion, and temper tantrums are not always a lack of self-control. There is a right, and there is a wrong. I need to be angry. I need to cry. I need to feel. I need to be accepted. I need to desire. I need to develop. I need you to try to understand, and stop telling me who I ought to be. I am not perfect, and apparently that's all you're looking for. I will mature, but give me time. Please like who I am now, too. Tell me.