YPieces of This
I find that my moods meander me through different personalities as the days wear on. You're never really one person, because you're never really in the same place all the time, and places and people make you repond differently.
I am the girl above the commotion, always floating, always elusive, never needing people. And yet I am also constantly falling, excruciatingly open, unfailingly eager to please.
It's strange, it's confusing, yet deceptively easy to understand. Divide your life into two and what do you get? They're not equal halves; one is a lot larger than the other, inversely proportionate to the amount of time spent in it. Is it the cause or the effect?
Is it wrong to leave them like that, like an unevenly broken biscuit, or am I to level them up?
When I step back into the new year I will have to encounter more of this.
jac was here with you
12/15/2005 11:49:00 am