I'm such a drama queen
I feel it in me
So overwhelmed
Oh, this pressured center rising
My life overturned
Unfair the despair
All these scars keep ripping open
I am getting pissed easily again. I can’t seem to pin point any reason for it, or get to the root cause or any such thing, and it’s frustrating. Of course, some people will say I have always been the ‘angry’ kind. I would beg to differ.
I was a short tempered kid. I remember some instances rather vividly where I refused to be a team player and would only have things my way. I guess, in ways, nothing has changed. I’ve learnt to get along better with people since; but not to a major extent.
Surely, education and surroundings play a big part in your making, and not everything is solely genetic. It feels otherwise though. When I look back, it doesn’t seem anything has changed. I still feel surly when I feel mistreated. I still pout and have major problems communicating.
Why the closure? I can’t speak my mind when it comes to things that matter. I can discuss religion and talk crap about politics, but when it comes to things I need to delve in, I act as if I have a phobia. I just can’t get all personal. I can’t stop the “secretive” charade.
The whole point of writing here was to get me to be more expressive about things that bugged me. Thought being, once it’s spewed out, these thoughts would no longer gnaw at my mind. But it’s not always working and not everything can be writ.
I miss simple times. Well, I personally never seem to have had any such times. I guess I miss the idea of simpler times. When all was greener, no frown lines existed and happiness wasn’t a fictional state of mind.
So overwhelmed
Oh, this pressured center rising
My life overturned
Unfair the despair
All these scars keep ripping open
I am getting pissed easily again. I can’t seem to pin point any reason for it, or get to the root cause or any such thing, and it’s frustrating. Of course, some people will say I have always been the ‘angry’ kind. I would beg to differ.
I was a short tempered kid. I remember some instances rather vividly where I refused to be a team player and would only have things my way. I guess, in ways, nothing has changed. I’ve learnt to get along better with people since; but not to a major extent.
Surely, education and surroundings play a big part in your making, and not everything is solely genetic. It feels otherwise though. When I look back, it doesn’t seem anything has changed. I still feel surly when I feel mistreated. I still pout and have major problems communicating.
Why the closure? I can’t speak my mind when it comes to things that matter. I can discuss religion and talk crap about politics, but when it comes to things I need to delve in, I act as if I have a phobia. I just can’t get all personal. I can’t stop the “secretive” charade.
The whole point of writing here was to get me to be more expressive about things that bugged me. Thought being, once it’s spewed out, these thoughts would no longer gnaw at my mind. But it’s not always working and not everything can be writ.
I miss simple times. Well, I personally never seem to have had any such times. I guess I miss the idea of simpler times. When all was greener, no frown lines existed and happiness wasn’t a fictional state of mind.
posted by procrastinator at 4:46 PM
7 Comments:
the reason i attain blills and nirvana is that i dont THINK too much .... i just do what has to be done >:D<
cheerz
The Don
ps : rome cannot be destroyed in a day . nor can the walls you had built around ya ..... it takes time and RUM :)
*bliss
hmmm...
I know you will hate me to say this but it's now time to update
"I am 24 year old girl ".
hmm. indeed :-)
didn't expect the change to be so quick...
Want to take a B-school friend for a ride - http://arbitmba.com/
i've taken the rum advice, well vodka and tequila to be precise, but it's been working nice ;-)
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