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Saturday, February 28, 2004

The Black Subjects

I wish i was free, I long to be free of the worries; the disappointments; the frustrations of my life. I wish i could really not care what people thought, I wish i could just do what i feel and not worry about he consequences. I wish i couldn’t read people as well as I can, that i could distance myself from the world and take the weight off my shoulders. I wish i could relax, have fun and not be so concerned with the people around me.

I wish… I wish i could be in love. Not the way i am now; so one way… so alone and longing and dreaming. I wish i could live in the love of my dreams, i could share the happiness i could could happen and is waiting for me. I wish i couldnt sense what i feel to be true, and yet still not know why there are so many roadblocks.

I wish when i looked at the forest of my life, i could see the trees; and the ground and the animals; instead of the castle off in the distance. I wish i could stop worrying, and living more. I wish i wasnt so emotional, attached to the happiness of those whom i care about; I wish i wasnt so self sacrifical– denying the right to exist in the world for the sake of others.

I wish; that for once the things that i want came easily; instead of dragging me through the dirt and grime for just a fraction of my dreams.

I wish i could love you… and hold you in my arms and know that everything was going to be ok. I wish i could sleep next to you, dreaming of the future of our life together. I wish to listen to the sounds of our life, not wondering about the voices that are forever silent.

posted by GreyLive at 9:57 am  

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