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Monday, September 27, 2004

i just heard a really good opening line...

"today they asked me" (nice)

today dad asked me why i looked shlumpy. I simply answered: "Insomnia". That was my last statement for the duration of the ride. Damned, I feel bullied and dumb. Damned rhymes with Dumb. I agree with some of the things he said this is because I listen to it even if I don't want to. It was painful to be accused of not listening. I wish I haden't listened so that if ever I was accused, it wouldn't hurt. I guess i'm to blame for losing their trust. I have always been the withdrawn independent type. I can't stand the feeling of being treated as just a drone. they always tell me that they have been through hell and stuff jsut to finish their studies, that I'm lucky that I'm not a working student etc. I know how lucky I am to not have experienced what they went through, I know that I owe them a lot. In fact, I owe them everything. Im not ungrateful nor angry. I just want them to realize that I acknowledge what they mean. I just want to be trusted again. I want to be treated as a son and not as a burden. I want to help, I really do, but they don't let me. Im stuck in a cupboard. Anyone could open it anytime, but no one wants to. Maybe Im exagerating (spelling check) but I cant help but feel stupid. I dont even know what im writing anymore.

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and then there was me.
an ambitious kid wandering alone in this train wreck called life.
fascinated by inanimate things and dastardly gaps in time.
wondering why the possibility of finding happiness
seems as slim a chance as finding penguins in the dessert.
he laughs.
laughs in mockery. laughs in fear. laughs in anger.
but his favorite laughter is that which hides the gloom
which has evolved from being an acquaintance to an intimate friend.
such is the demise of an observer trapped inside a toppled box.
ensconced inside a niche of shadows,
he laughs aloud just to drown the deafening silence

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