not_sure yummychuckle of anything anymore. wasnt sure what to name this poem cus i didnt know what it was about or if it WAS a poem. Im just kinda tired. or maybe I'm happy and I dont know it. I'm not sure. maybe I'm different or the same i'm pretty sure im typical in my boring teen angst. but I'm not sure when the evil flows out of my mouth And out of the valleys of flesh. i wonder how could I be so cliched yet so original? I'm just not sure. I dont know if I'm fake or real or if I'll make it through this to know for certain. I think the tears are hiding behind my eyeballs about to commit mass suicide, but i'm not sure. they could be laughing for all i know. my fingers are lazy and unapologetic and graze the keys with too much nonchalance. or maybe this is me at my most passionate. i dont know. i guess thats all I'm sure about. 020216 ... Syrope if i still miss you 020926 ... *nat* about n e thing 020927 ... girl_jane Where am I going? 021207 ... mr pete I'm not_sure why I make my life more difficult then it needs to be. I have everything I need, but still think I am nothing. 030122 ... p2 of the point or if there's a point 030122 what's it to you? who go blather from