6/1/2004

I feel bad for not feeling bad
Although a weight has been lifted- I too am dying inside
Walking away from familiar to unknown and shady black
It is hard to see the good in everyday normalcy.
However I was told I had to do this- not by the voices outside
but the voices in my head.

I feel bad that I don't feel bad.
I'm so sorry-
Weirdness is all I know now.
I'm not used to these walls the plainness scares me.

Will I be okay?
Will I be happy?
Will this be the way it's supposed to be?
If it's not where will I go?

The other side is not always greener
it's always lonelier.