Where I Come FromWhere I Come From
I come from a long line of diversity,Where to each is his own,None the same, yet none totally different.I come from a long line, never straight,Always curving to Destiny's will.Forever running.I come from a long line of dreamers.Dreamers and SchemersWith tricks and traps on their mindsA long line of deception and misleading
Why Me?Why Me?Why is it that they pick me last?Why is it that every time something good happens Something bad follows?Why can't I ever catch a break?Why me?What are these feelings?Why does everything that comes to mind refer to my only way out?Why do I have these feelings?Why Me?Why is it that I feel alone?Why is it that no one is there?Why hasn't anyone been there?Why Me?Why am I alone?Why Can't anyone help me?Why don't they understand?Why Me?Why Can't I be me?Who controls life?Why can't I be special?Why Me?Where Is God?Where are the angels?Why can't they be with me?Why Me?
I AloneI Alone:I Alone understand who I amI Alone understand what it is to be meI Alone understand that I can only do what I am capable of.I Alone understand that I can't be changedI Alone know who I amI Alone know who my friends areI Alone know what people say about meI Alone know what they really meanI Alone think I canI Alone think I can'tI Alone think I amI Alone think I'm notI Alone Understand The consequencesI Alone know whyI Alone think I can handle it.Only One Knows I Can'tBut That Isn't Me
Random Story: UntitledThe car was still running, but not going anywhere. I looked down at the clock on the dashboard. 12:30 PM. I sat, in the parking lot, across from a house that I had visited more times than I could remember. I wasn't sure I should do what I had intended to do when I drove here. There was a good chance that she didn't live there anymore. There was an even better chance that she had already forgotten about me.I guess I should back up. Explain what happened, before I continue on to what I am doing. My story is a long and complicated one, so I will just say the basics.My name is I.T. 3rd Class Jessica Sanders. I am currently on leave before going to my first duty station in Korea. I had joined the United States Navy, a month after graduating college with my Associates Degree, and I had just gotten done with Boot Camp and Advanced 'A' School. I wanted to make something right before I left. The house I am currently staring at is a house that I had visited a lot in high school, as its younges