i am here – i am there
sometimes i feel like i am everywhere
for him, for her, and her, and them
i am always here – i give a damn
i listen, i talk, and i advice
i give my heart, my soul
with no price
i cry, i laugh
at all the right moments
i hug, i smile
i put all the stories into file
and when they leave
i sit here all alone
feeling drained and empty
feelin sad that they never saw the emptiness in me
© webgrrl (October 2000)
How do you stop someone from coming in
…. how do you touch without feeling …
How do you think without caring
… ..these are the things i ask myself
why do we put walls around ourselves.. ..
but yet wonder why we are lonely
Why do we hide behind our fears ..
and yet claim no one understands us
why do we get hurt and promise not to love again
.. ..but yet when we stumbled we got up and walked again.
why are we scared to express our love
for people that we are touched by..
..why do we repress our good feelings in fear of rejection
how could we be scared of something good
and lose ourselves in substance or food
why does it matter what others think of us ..
when we never take the time to look within
why do we feel we need permission to love ..
when there is never enough love to go around
©webgrrl (sept 2000)
Some of my older writings.. I use to write a lot, especially when in pain and hurt.. I havent written much last 4+ years, probably cuz i dont (won’t) let anyone enter my heartspace anymore