Just Some Stuff

What Does It Take?

Lately I've been feelin' a little low.
Scratch that.
I've been feelin' like a piece of shit.


Get up and go to work; 
Come home and go to sleep.
No time for Willow.
No time for me.


My boyfriend's bugging out.
I can't answer his questions.
He needs to back off.
I need my own attention.


Is it normal crazy feelings,
Or should I see a professional?
Bipolar?
Depression?
Sex addiction?
Workaholic?


Why does it need a label?
Oh, that's right, to "fix" it.
Will it really help?
I guess I should at least try.


Maybe I should be alone?
Left to deal, and live,
Without having to please another?
Just me and Willow?


What does it take to be happy in this world?



Someday I Will See

Someday I will see.
Someday I will know.
Someday I will be able to tell, 
What is real,
And what is a dream.



I've Come To Realize


I've come to realize,
There's nothing much here for me.
I've come to realize,
That I might be better off alone.
I've come to realize,
That life is never going to be easy.
Not even remotely.