On the inside looking out.
Motionless.
Motionless.
Motionless.
Emotionless.
Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting.
Maybe it'll come. Maybe it won't.
It does.
Thought's flutter in and out of my mind. Trying to remain motionless. Emotionless. It doesn't matter anymore.
It's out there. You're in here.
How does one thing differ from another? Going around and around.
What goes around comes around.
(Or so they say.)
Who are these 'they' anyway?
The only one who will have to pay is me. That is, if all goes according to plan. What plan? No plan. That is, if all goes according to how life takes you. Where it takes you.
You only live once.
But it's out there. You're in here.
Standing.
Looking out.
(Wishing to be out.) Wishing to live.
Standing, motionless.
Motionless.
Motionless.
Motionless.
Emotionless.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
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Posted by Megan Stefany at 10:58 AM
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