Tuesday, March 28, 2006

The difference between you and me
Jena called. Kinda scolded me for the things I say on here. When it calmed down she was like, "Well. . . I'm gonna go 'cause your probably pissed at me."

Hardly.

She says I need a new hobby, then to post when I'm mad or upset. Well. . . isn't that the purpose?

I post when I'm happy, too.

Rachael commented, said. . .don't remember what she said, something like "Sorry I annoy you". Why be sorry?

Honestly, you get strange over weird things. . .
I mean, I'm the one annoyed.

I'm the one who doesn't talk at lunch.

My issue, not yours.

So, don't be all I'm sorry, you people, being sorry or crying doesn't do anything. Take it by stride, joke it off, do something other than mope around and be pitiful.

They always get mad at me, because I joke things away. Like my whole 'Goddess' bit. Jena says that "Some things aren't funny."

Why isn't that? Why can't I think highly for myself? Not better than, but higher. Why can't I joke about being a Goddess?

Well?

I mean, Goddess are pretty and smart etc. All the things I'm hardly. . .

Somethings aren't funny?

Like. . .

Death, dying, suicide?

Yeah, I guess. If you want to ALWAYS take them that seriously.

I've decided, fuck it. You don't think its funny, fine. Don't. Don't like it, your mess. I'm not gonna turn myself inside out to make other people happy.

I'm not going to.

Not going to go to church, pretend I believe in God, not gonna sing when I don't want to, and talk to people I don't like, nope. Not gonna.

Think me a bitch, uppity, fine.

Get angry at me because I talk about you on here or anywhere else.

I'll say the same thing I say to Jena, "I'm not mad at all."

"You can't change what other people think, can't tell they to do something they don't wanna do," as my mother says.

I wrote a poem today in class (during algebra). And its called, THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN YOU AND ME.

Hold a grudge for what I say. Don't talk to me for a couple days. Shun me. Whatever. I'll laugh it off and read a book during lunch, or write.

I think Kirstie's the only one who really understands that getting angry does just as much as crying or whatever.

Doesn't get you nowhere.

I can't speak for other people. I can't say that you should do this or you should do that, so don't think that.

Do what you do, and I'll do what I do.

THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN YOU AND ME


If I bleed
I'll bleed.
If I love
I'll love.
If what I believe is one thing you don't.
That's what I believe.
If I glare and scowl
That's what I do.
If I'm mad over something dumb
I'm mad.

That's who I am
What I chose to be.

The difference between you and me?
I've accepted the differences
The oddities

You?
Try and change what's already been set in stone.
Everyone believes this
Everyone does this

Your not to judge me

If I go to that hell you think exists
Fine.

But I'm going
not because of what some God sasy. . .
But because of what I chose to do and be.

That's the difference between you and me.

Not skin color
Sexual prefrence
Emotional stability
Or religion.

While I accept everyone.

You accept no one.