I don't get it. I'm trying to rationalize why i feel like i need to explode. It's like trying to pin down a shadow. All i know is I stand in the doorway waiting for the words to come. They never do. But i just wait there for them. I wait and wait and wait for the words that will never come.
It's like... i have my mom's fiery temper and my dad's inability to speak his mind... and they just kind of combine and then explode into a fireball... yo-yoing back and forth between my head and my stomach. All while someone ignores, or doesn't even notice the fact that this is going on.
I can't fucking stand it.
It feels like an alien trying to burst out of my chest.
I don't even know what the fuck this feeling is.
I don't care if this doesn't make any sense... because quite frankly that's the response i've come to expect. Probably will be 0 comments on this one. Fine. Ignore.
Post edited at 8:09 pm on Nov. 29, 2008 by Everlongx