Monday, August 1, 2011

the invisible me

Monday, August 1, 2011
I don't know where,
confused about how as well.

Like leftovers, waiting to be picked up then placed in any empty space.
Like me, hoping to be placed in a space where I'll be strong enough in my attempt to live and survive.
Like leftovers, like me.

How the heck did I get myself in this position?

When something begins,
you generally have no idea how it's going to end.

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