i_know_you Rhin Really! Do you now? I've got a little time to spare, enlighten me... 001201 ... grendel they know me extrasensory synchronicity 010107 ... misstree i know the feel of your and the sound of your and the way that you and why you and i know you 010108 ... sabbie by Henry Rollins I know you you were too short you had bad skin you couldn't talk to them very well words didn't seem to work they lied when they came out of your mouth you tried so hard to understand them you wanted to be part of what was happening you saw them having fun and it seemed like such a mystery almost magic made you think that there was something wrong with you you'd look in the mirror trying to find it you thought that you were ugly and that everyone was looking at you so you learned to be invisible to look down to avoid conversation the hours days weekends ah the weekend nights, alone where were you in the basement? in the attic? in your room? working some job? just to have something to do just to have a place to put yourself just to have a way to get away from them a chance to get away from the ones that made you feel so strange and ill-at-ease inside yourself did you ever get invited to one of their parties you sat and wondered if you would go or not for hours you imagined the scenarios that might transpire they would laugh at you if you would know what to do if you would have the right things on if they would notice that you came from a different planet did you get all brave in your thoughts like you were going to be able to go in there and deal with it and have a great time did you think that you might be "the life of the party" that all these people were gonna talk to you and you would find out that you were wrong that you had a lot of friends and you weren't so strange after all? did you end up going did they mess with you did they single you out did you find out that you were invited because they thought you were so weird yeah, I think I know you you spent a lot of time full of hate a hate that was pure as sunshine a hate that saw for miles a hate that kept you up at night a hate that filled your every waking moment a hate that carried you for a long time yes I think I know you you couldn't figure out what they saw and the way they lived home was not home your room was home a corner was home the place they weren't- that was home I know you you're sensitive and you hide it, because you fear getting stepped on one more time it seems that when you show a part of yourself that is the least bit vulnerable someone takes advantage of you one of them steps on you they mistake kindness for weakness but you know the difference you've been the brunt of their weakness for years and strength is something you know a bit about because you had to be strong to keep yourself alive you know yourself very well now and you don't trust people you know them too well you try to find that "special person" someone you can be with someone you can touch someone you can talk to someone you won't feel so strange around and you found that they don't really exist you feel closer to people on movie screens yeah, I think I know you you spend a lot of time daydreaming and people have made comment to that effect telling you that you're "self-involved" and "self-centered" but they don't know, do they about the long nightshifts alone about the years of keeping yourself company all the nights you wrapped your arms around yourself so you could imagine someone holding you the hours of indecision self-doubt the intense depression the blinding hate the rage that made you stagger the devastation of rejection well maybe they do know but if they do they sure do a good job of hiding it it astounds you how they can be so smooth how they seem to pass through life as if life itself was some divine gift and it infuriates you to watch yourself with your apparent skill, and finding every way possible to screw it up for you, life is a long trip terrifying and wonderful birds sing to you at night the rain and the sun the changing seasons are true friends solitude is a hard won ally faithful and patient yeah, I think I know you ____________________________ i have rollins doing this piece to NIN's 'a warm place', the instrmental song on the downward spiral. i liked it. 011218 ... ClairE I know you, too. Alternatively, I know you all too well. 011218 ... Rhin i just figured it out...i know who you are! i am less than amused, let me tell you! this is so unfunny! 021212 ... p2 i know you i hate you i wanna kill you i am you 021213 ... p2 you are everything i hate about me 021213 ... stork disney i walked with you once upon a dream. and if i know you, i know what you'll do. you'll love me at once, forever like once upon a dream 021213 ... god you can see the depth of my eyes, and you can talk to me without stopping. im positive that you cant undestand my senseless babble. 030228 ... megan at least i thought i did. we used to talk about everything, you used to be my best friend. what happened? i miss you, and our talks that lasted forever. i miss the way you held me when i cried, i miss the way we would laugh for hours at night, i just miss us. the way in the summer we would jump on your trampoline just to see if there were any high school football players working out. the way we'd walk to dairy queen for a mister misty, and talk about life's problems, and how someday together we would solve them. how we would get so excited going over old pictures together and yearbooks. what happened?? i just hope it wasn't my fault... i just wish it would fix itself, because i can barely look you in the eye without hurting. was it me? i feel like you don't have time for me anymore, or don't want to make time. please come back, i know you too well to ever let you go... 030228 ... superleni ah ... sigh ... wouldn't it be nice if someone really did ... know me. terminally misunderstood. a common malady. probably better that way. 060508 ... misstree listening to rollins after the bar remembering youth, the aloneness and how much it echoes when i'm in the only one in the club not chattering with someone the only one there brave enough to go out alone and the only one still alone i walk between worlds and don't belong to any of them 070421 ... unhinged your ego and pride are the size of texas you need me to rub your back but when it happens at the busstop you pull away confrontational nasty months ago i watched her get between you and the guy you wanted to fight then i learned how to get between you and the guy you wanted to fight that makes me feel wrong (you made me lose the part of myself that was confused by the fight) 101014 what's it to you? who go blather from