Emotionally High
Fingers running through my hair, pulling tufts out at the scalp
I want to sing and scream and dance and let out some pent up .. I don't know.
I really don't know - I should.
Perhaps I'm holding things back from myself.
I'm not listening to myself screaming out how lonely I am.
No one else knows - because I don't tell them. Tell them how sad I am. How I don't even feel at home in my own home.
I'm lost - in a world I never fathomed.
Tired of being the strong one, the organised one, the one that no one worries about and that everyone depends on. Why can't I for once find someone that can lead the way, help ME open my eyes wider and see things in a different light? Just be here for me, in person mind and spirit.
I think I read too many fairytale stories growing up. I should have read more porn.
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