Wednesday, December 16, 2009

no one knows

As much as I don’t like definitions,
Sometimes they make things so much easier.

People just know things,
They know their entire life.

They may be different than everyone else,
But at least they know.

There aren’t always concrete answers.
Even though I don’t think we should have to define it -
Sometimes I wish I just knew.

I feel like I don’t know who I am.

I change all the time,
It isn’t really normal,
But I know I’m not the only one.

I wish you were here,
To make it seem real.
Then it would be okay,
It wouldn’t just be an idea floating in my head.

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