Clues to my past

May 31st, 2011by dancerina14

Was looking through some old stuff and found my old diary. Here’s some of my WAY old stuff, I guess I’ve always been depressing. Don’t read these if you want to read good poetry, I was very young when these were written. Here goes:

I’m that sock.

The one you left

In your locker

In your closet

On your floor

Without a pair.

Eventually, you forgot about me.

I’m that song.

The one you listened to

Everyday

You knew all the lyrics

You always sang along

Then came a new song

And you forgot about me.

I’m that book

You read every night

When you were a child

You knew all the words

Then you grew up

And you forgot about me.

This second one is from when I was 10, which is actually quite sad. Ends up I was suicidal my whole life. :/

Looking in the mirror, what do I see?

I see my face frowning at me

It’s just a normal day for me

Because it feels like I have 3 minutes to live

Oh why do I have to go through this every day?

Why don’t I just change my life today?

I’d like to know where I’m going

And I’d like to have some advice

But I know I have to go

Because it feels like I have 3 minutes to live

Oh why do I have to go through this every day?

Why don’t I just change my life today?

I feel wild and crazy, don’t you too?

But I have 3 minutes to live.

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