You made me who I am,
Now neither of us know,
Where I am to go next...

We'll work that one out together.

I have nothing to say.

I think this means I'm happy.

I feel helplessly devoted to ensuring the utmost happiness for myself at this point in time.
I feel a refreshing feeling that follows shortly after the sappy, sad and seemingly detrimental kind of night I had on friday.

I am just excited to finally begin focusing on myself again.

march 11/09

this unfamiliarity turns me off
and forces me to feel reluctance

i hesitate to write what i know
for fear that it may be discovered untrue

i stay clear of writing how i feel
for fear that someone may understand