Monday, Nov. 17, 2003 - 3:58 a.m.
Cost of the War in Iraq
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Sometimes I want to travel alone
sometimes people are nice to me
and i just want to be alone.
kind of like how i liked to be hungry
when i was the saddest.
it just seemed to fit.
sometimes travelling alone
walking down the street alone
allows me just to be in me
from my point of view
seeing and being in the world.
sometimes I want to be held
but not by a stranger who doesnt know me
I get tired of explaining
and telling stories
trying to make sense
so they'll understand
and the sympathy or empathy or maybe just pity
will feel real.
Or them saying they like me
will feel real.
And i wont feel the need to say
how can you like me
when you have no idea who i am.
Sometimes I just want to be alone.
Or riding my bike my body strong
Or waiting for a bus
Reading a book
in a bar, a cafe, a theater, a subway.
Watching other people
with lovers and family and friends.
Sometimes that is better
Than being lonely
with people who are with you
maybe trying to be caring
but who take all the social space
but none in your heart and your head.
Or your real life.
I miss having. a family. a friend. a lover. a partner.
I am good to my pets.
They are spoiled.
Sometimes I want to travel alone.
If I cannot be with the one I want.
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Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
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