EscapeA Poem by The Misanthropy DiariesI have become peaceful. I can't be all over the place no more. Its not cute, its not healthy. When I think about it, I'm gonna be somebodies wife one day. And I like that. I like writing my future out. I finding myself doing it all the time.
I have taken in all these things earth gives me and return it by being all I can be. I can not wait to serve my country and become an affirmative, serious Psychologist. I can not wait to be someones wife, and to make him beautiful meals everyday, have beautiful sex, have a beautiful child, own my beautiful log cabin, live my beautiful life.
I wonder who all thinks that way? When I talk to people about their future, they either say: they don't know what will happen, or all they talk about is money, money, money. Do people have no goals? What motivates people? What are their desires? Its really hard for me to understand one's way of thinking or way of living when they have nothing to live for... © 2010 The Misanthropy DiariesReviews
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2 Reviews Added on October 27, 2010 Last Updated on October 27, 2010 AuthorThe Misanthropy DiariesNewnan, GAAbout@LegalizeSin Theater junkie, fashion monster, music therapist, bisexual. I'm a young woman who does look for answers, only because I don't live off "what if". I write, blog, and exploit my feeli.. more..Writing
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