January 14th, 2003

rubbah and horns

Earning my wings

Sometimes, I get a little lonely.

Sometimes, I feel a little lost.

Sometimes, I wonder if helping others is a worthwhile effort.

Sometimes, I neglect my own well-being.

Sometimes, I question the practicality of unconditional love.

Sometimes, I think too much.

Sometimes, I laugh at my own stupidity.

Sometimes, I cry.

Sometimes, I make mistakes.

Sometimes, I say too much, or not enough.

Sometimes, I don't know what to do.

Sometimes, I flounder.

Sometimes, I forget to breathe.

Sometimes, I just want to walk away.

But I don't.

Because we are each-other's angels, you know.
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