6.7.06
You're so set on being used,
Is it any wonder you're confused?
Expose yourself again, do you even care?
Do you think they care, when they tell you you're beautiful?
I want to believe there's so much more,
Because you're so much more to me.
You tell us all how great you are,
Convince us someday you'll be a star,
I couldn't see past the shallow water--
Your greatest talent is mirage.
(I guess it's appropriate now
You make your money on your image.)
Now I find it too ironic,
The guys who thought you so iconic
They claimed it was your honesty.
(The game you played so easily.)
You say you can't see yourself alone,
But then, who does that make you?
And how will you survive the void
When you find it's what's inside?
And how will you exist when what defines
Walks away?
You were easy, so very easy to find.
Posted at 10:06 pm by
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6.5.06
Sometimes,
I wish I could just
go to sleep.
I keep meeting the same people
over and over again.
They have different faces,
but they don't fool me.
I wonder what they want.
Yes, it's starting to get to me.
Posted at 02:50 pm by
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3.5.06
Lately,
I've been wondering
If I should
Swim that river
Which used to flow
Under that bridge I burned
Long ago.
After all,
I should let go
Of bitter,
Though
it will never be sweet again
(I know.)
It's been awhile
Since last I swam.
Posted at 07:16 pm by
FNInsomniac
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13.4.06
I
can only
take
so much
of
you.
Posted at 10:24 pm by
FNInsomniac
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27.2.06
Could you tell me what I'm doing here?
'Cause I'm feeling kinda useless.
I'm tired of the hypocracy
and all the lame-ass excuses.
I never know what I jump into
'til I'm six feet underground;
Can't you see I'm dying here?
I guess I fell without a sound.
Would you tell me where I'm coming from?
'Cause I'm starting to forget.
Of course, this doesn't save me
From the guilt and the regret.
I've finally started breaking--
I could only bend so far;
Oh, God, could someone tell me
When did life get so damn hard?
Can you tell me where I'm going now?
'Cause I think I've lost my way.
The path was oh-so-clear once,
But it went hazier today.
All these questions have no answers,
They just solidify my doubt;
Always running 'round in circles--
I suspect there's no way out.
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FNInsomniac
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13.2.06
Once again, I
emphasize: If you wish to recieve entry notifications on this
blog, you must first send me a message via BlogDrive and tell me you
are a real person, or I will remove you from the notifications
list. You don't have to give me any kind of description of
yourself. I don't need to know where you live, what you look
like, whether or not you are single. I don't even need your real
name. Just shoot me a message giving me some sort of hint that
you have read this entry. I am sorry I've had to resort to this,
but if it looks like Spam and smells like Spam, I get nervous.
Note: If you've signed up for notification prior to the last
week or so and/or don't look like a randomly generated e-mail address
and/or I already know you, this doesn't apply to you.
Posted at 10:24 pm by
FNInsomniac
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10.2.06
To the four subscribers I just deleted...
I just now
deleted four yahoo e-mail accounts from the list of those that
subscribe to this blog. These addresses all consisted of eight
seemingly random characters, and made me a bit nervous. If you
are the owner of one or all of these addresses and wish to seriously
read this blog, please send me a message via Blogdrive and tell
me you are a real person and not a hacker/cracker messing with me
and/or my subscribers. If you are one of my readers, I sincerely
apologize for the inconvenience. But I'm paranoid. Thank
you, and have a wonderful day.
-Insie Somniac
Posted at 10:16 pm by
FNInsomniac
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9.2.06
Why
(O, why)
do I always
Insist
on the path
of most
Resistance?
Posted at 12:33 am by
FNInsomniac
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12.12.05
It'd been so long since I'd seen you,
I couldn't help but kiss you deep;
You can take it as a preview;
(Though I may make it hard to sleep).
Posted at 08:12 pm by
FNInsomniac
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22.11.05
I left you locked in your little world;
I figured my presence (and my leaving)
had already caused enough damage.
I wonder if you'll ever
Really
understand
what you were doing,
Or if you were so very ignorant
To all of who I am.
Posted at 11:52 am by
FNInsomniac
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