The outcome of my stressfulness is a little bit of a surrealist kind of poem that I happened to have blurted out to my friend a minute ago. It just popped out of my mind! Pop pop pop.
i am just trying to relax
i want to laugh but i cannot laugh
i want to cry but i cannot cry
i want to jump but i cannot jump because i am seated
i want to run but i cannot run because i am not forrest gump
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
A poem doesn't say, it unsays
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at: March 24, 2010 at 12:06 AM said...
run, forrest, run! that happens to be one of my favorite scenes from a movie. :)
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