August 26, 2006
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here to serve
why am I here?
I used to ask “why are WE here?”
but everyone else seems to have a purpose
I used to think I was the ingenue
but I don’t think so
I feel so all alone
I don’t mean in a self-pity way
I don’t mean “lonely”
although I am that too
I feel apart
I feel untouchable
not in a, you know, bad way
if it was in a bad way I might be able to do something about it
it’s like walking around
in a big glass case.
Comments (4)
Reflective only of my ability to relate…I almost got the word “Untouchable” as part of my most recent tattoo.
I get it. I think this is what people do when they’re really ouchy. They don’t want any motherfuckers touching them!!
alienation… it is oh so american isn’t it.
elsa’s smart.
I think periods like this are good – overall – to get distance (always a healthier view) amidst teh rest of life when we’re immersed in feelings, responses, dramas and whatnot. I think we must spend 80% of our time being too-connected, so these strange gray alienated weeks(/months?) keep our minds sharp.
that’s the upswing, I’m thinking.