that is how i feel
when you give me everything and take it all away
when it seems like it’d be something but it ends up being just another lesson
is it me?
am i too stupid? too mean? too angry? too dumb? too naive? too kind? too blind to see the obvious?
numb… that is how i feel
when i have to live another day i don’t want to
when i watch me move away
when i watch you slip away
when i watch it fade away
you give and give
and you mean so well
and then it all goes nowhere
i can’t endure the pain
so all i can do is go numb
i wish i knew the why
About me pages always make my mind go blank, which is ironic because there's really so much to say. I guess what stumps me is where do I start?
Here are the basics: They named me Laura. They, meaning my parents, who were never married but mingled in 1988 in the country of Brazil, where little me was born.
I grew up in New York City among a melting pot of cultures, smells, and hustle.
I've learned to be a go-getter, thinker, intuitive, lover of life, peace maker, and coffee enthusiast - among other things.
I like to write. I've been keeping a journal since my early teenage years. I created Reflect Out Loud to simply share whatever is on my mind in whatever style that comes up for me. I try to let whatever I put out here be free flowing. I simply want to share my thoughts out in the open.
But to simplify this about me: I am a human, having a human experience. I have a story, just like you have a story. And some of that story you'll see here.
Um... I guess that's pretty much all I have for now.
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