It's through the negative, that we can see the positive.
It's through the mean, that we can see the kind.
It's through the darkness, that we can see the light.
It's through life, that we see God and his mighty plan for us.
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Tuesday, March 14, 2006
9:28 PM
One of THOSE nights again
It's one of those nights again. One of those nights when you're an emotional wreck and you can't describe exactly how you feel and why you feel that way but you just do and you can't stop it. And you can't concentrate on doing anything. And you feel frustrated. And you feel you need and want to talk to someone but don't know who to talk to and what to talk about. It's an internal struggle.
If only you could start life anew and do it right this time. If only you could turn back time. If only.
All this daydreaming that would never happen. When will I wake up to reality?
I'm standing right here in front of you But you don't see me You only see the girl standing next to me I am invisible in your eyes I hate being a shadow It happens again and again I'm so tired, my heart aches Why do I allow it? I'm asking for this pain It's so much easier just to walk away But I can't I'm so pathetic it sucks Why couldn't I be someone else? Why can't I be her?
To Amy: I'm sorry for what I said, truly. I know you were probably already upset today after a long day and I said what I said (about the suicide thing) without thinking, as usual. I should have been more sensitive. I'm really sorry.
