sometimes i wonder
am i supposed to be like this?
should i be viewed as an outcast?
or is that someone else's problem
that they have to deal with?
sometimes i'm curious
is life meant to be so hard?
is it meant to be boring at times?
or is this a place i fail to see
that the problem lies with me?
people feel insecure
people feel afraid
people are made every day
to feel like they're just slipping away
people can't believe their eyes
when they see someone else realize
that life is all about decisions
the decisions of whether you live or die
because the brave ones keep on living
while the other ones just hide
sometimes i wonder
are the choices i make right?
am i going down the correct path
or getting further from the light?
some things make me curious
can i actually understand
the things going on in my head?
or is the question of my insanity
coming up again?
lost, alone, dependent
afraid, creeped out, i've landed
on a desert isle left just to me
no one else in sight to see
can't grab hold of the anchor
slipping my way off the sand
can't find a place to keep from sinking
can't find a single helping hand
sometimes i wonder
am i really alive?
am i a good person
or bad inside?
am i destined for good
or destined for evil?
these are the questions
i ask for myself
these are the answers
i wish i knew
and sometimes i wonder
i'm curious to see
am i turning out like you?
or am i still me?
8.20.2007
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by anna at the time of 1:45 PM 4 comment(s)
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