"Dearly beloved, are you listening?"

Right at this very moment, I'm thinking of one very significant thing. The hot air that surrounds does not help the process of letting go. Why do I let myself master the art of keeping it all inside? Well' only God knows. Why am I this way and not that way? Why am I not grateful? I see things this way and not that way and why is that? Beats me.

I am just me. Is that so wrong? Why do people stare? Is that human nature? A natural thing that a human does? Well if that's so then it SUCKS! I hate people who stares. Look yourself in the mirror first and judge yourself and maybe you'll see yourself or maybe not. Hell I gossip too and I talk shit but the eyes they reveal everything. When you stare you just don't know or see how low you make me feel..

In the words of Billie Joe Amstrong

"dearly beloved are you listening....?

Am I insane or am I just insecure?"