I see my life as a movie.
A movie without an end.
When the end comes, I don't know if I'll realize
That its truly over or if its just another sad chapter.

I don't know who I am supposed to be with,
Much less who I am supposed to spend my life with.
Somedays its who I want to be with for the night,
And most other days, who should I be with for life.

I want so much to be with the same forever,
But yet I sometimes feel myself going the wrong way.
I want so badly to be in love most nights,
But it sometimes seems that the love is one sided.

Love is a funny thing, ya know?
Life is equally funny.
Its always the same though...
They entertwine in a sad, scarey mix.

That mix is what fucks me up.
Somedays I don't know if I am supposed to laugh
Most days I feel as if I would rather cry.
Why is it like that?  Does this happen to everyone?

Should I feel alone or should I not?
Am I the only one who feels this way?
I mean, where am I supposed to fit in?
I wonder if i'm alone in this thought.

So, with that, I trudge through life.
I go on with whats inside me.
The same thoughts that haunt me in the day,
Are often the same thoughts that lull me at night.

So, all I can say is,
What now?
 

Gary Nelson
Sunday, December 3, 2000  11:58 p.m.