I worry about
being shut out
forgotten or abandoned
by people I think friends.
I worry about
being shut out
cast aside
for more interesting people.
I worry about
being swept out
ignored, forgotten
alone all the time.
Showing posts with label worry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label worry. Show all posts
23 May 2008
May #22
Still worrying
Something's bothering me,
and I don't know what it is.
I do know
I want you here by my side,
and if no one comes to that party tonight,
well then that's fine by me,
it'll be just
you and me
and we can eat all of those cupcakes
(I made ten)
and complain about getting fat,
order out,
eat in bed,
then push everything off the bed
including our clothes.
I'll make it through work,
but after,
you have to promise yourself to me.
Something's bothering me,
and I don't know what it is.
I do know
I want you here by my side,
and if no one comes to that party tonight,
well then that's fine by me,
it'll be just
you and me
and we can eat all of those cupcakes
(I made ten)
and complain about getting fat,
order out,
eat in bed,
then push everything off the bed
including our clothes.
I'll make it through work,
but after,
you have to promise yourself to me.
19 April 2008
April #20
Have I given up tough skin
in order to be a nice person?
I care too much
about certain other people
and should just shrug them off.
Perhaps
in my search for treating others
as I would be treated,
I have become vulnerable,
far too worried about self-image.
I am paralyzed with thoughts
of who is friends with whom,
and why not me -
worriment
why they don't like me?
What could I have done?
When I used to shrug off these thoughts
with a simple social finger.
I feel that yes,
it is tied to wanting to please everyone
to treating them all kindly.
There is more than that
but the relationship
is definite.
April #17
I talk about real life too much sometimes.
What's going to happen - after.
How I can't wait to leave
where I am,
in search for something more real,
more tangible,
more realistic.
I came across a quote today,
trite as it was,
and it sort of,
well,
revolutionized my thoughts a little.
Life is now.
My life is
every moment.
It's not about after college,
or after work,
or when this project is done.
My time will not be saved
for after I finish whatever is ahead of me.
I have to cherish, and live,
and love the now.
So I vow to do it,
silly and pointless
and sudden and revolutionary
as it may seem.
It's time for now.
It's time for real life.
My worries will waste each day.
Let my loves live them instead.
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