In The Library

Hello to all the advocate readers.

Haven't been able to concentrate on things of late. I'm in my college university's library right now trying to type about some things that made it to the news the day I came out of my mom's tummy. I think I'm more counting down the minutes till I'm leaving to visit a dear friend, Kayci. I wish I had more time to write. Not for somebody to read and judge, but for myself. OHHH! And Wednesday. I move into my apartment. Yay! It's not that I hate living with my parents, it's just that I really really REALLY don't think I can handle living there much longer. Eighteen years was enough. They judge anything and everything that I bring around as well. I have a wide variety of friends, and anyone that looks different than myself....well...that's just not accepted. Anyway, when I get the apartment on Wednesday..I get to paint my own room!!! My mom says I don't know how to go without, but I have given up sooo much of my wants and needs just to keep her happy. The few things I have given myself, just to define me, she doesn't accept and scorns me. That's why I'm going to have my own place so she doesn't have to look at little ole me.

Oh Man. This library is soo empty!

Soooo..There's this poem/song (however you want to view it) that I am in the process of writing. I'd like to think it's pretty amazing, but that's because I love to write, and love most anything I have written.

Here It Is:

She's drowning in the ocean,
the waves making continuous crashes
above her head, sucking her under.
Thunder roll and lightening flashes,
the storm picking up speed.

She fell off the cliff, into the sea.
Oh, the despair that taints her soul.
She has yet to learn to swim.
She's drowning in the ocean,
she's drowning in her sins.

Haven't quite figured out how the rest of it is going to go yet. I've had ideas, but it doesn't flow as well as I would like it too.

WELL!

Time to go to Kayci's place. Thanks for taking the time to read my thoughts and work.

Peace Out Yo!
~Brigette~