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Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Musings of the Smart Girl with Pink Hair and High Heels (How, or Should it be Why?)

How do you grieve when your mind won’t even grasp that it’s true?
How do you remember when all your memories are trapped in tiny compartments locked away in places in your mind you never visit?
How do you trust others when you can only see your selfishness and know everyone else acts in the same way?
How can you not go insane when you know the truth, but you are too good at denying it, for coping reasons?
How can you let yourself cry when you have worked for years to be strong?
How can you let go when you hold onto everything so tightly?
How can you not be apathetic when you hate hoping for things because you have been disappointed so many times?
How can you be so wrong about something you have held so dear for years?
How can you hope again when you realize how ignorant you have been?
How can you find answers when you only keep the deep questions to yourself?
How can you ask the questions when, in the right moment to inquire, your mind always goes blank?
How do you cope when all you can do is lock everything in a little box and set it aside with the wish it would just go away on its own?
How can you survive when all your plans have been for nothing?
How do you dream when you realize what you have wanted for so long and worked so hard to achieve is just a piece of dust?
How can you find answers when you aren’t willing to listen?
How can you slow down and try to listen when you don’t really want to make time for it?
How can you forgive yourself when you know your selfishness always leads to hurting people?
How can you meet everyone’s expectations when you are rebellious by nature?
How can you live as a rebel, but still have the desire to please people?
How can you be selfless without losing yourself?
How can life be so cruel…?

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