Friday, January 15, 2010

Sigh.

I must write quickly, for I am in school and supposed to be playing on some stupid thing to prepare everyone for the science FCAT. It is, of course, not working- as is typical with all these FCAT preparation sites they make us to get on.

This, given the aforementioned circumstances, anything I write shall not very much be worth anything.. Forgive me.

I am such a fool, forever causing myself pointless hope or pointless confusion and driving others away. Just by saying so, I cause more of it.. But what can I do? I just wish someone would care about me so that I could have the power to care for others and the strength to stay on track towards loving others and, perhaps, being loved a bit. But I just don't have something to fall in to. If someone asked, I'd probably do it- but who wants that responsibility? Who cares to put up with me when I am so helpless in that area?

No one, no one loves like me. But what good am I? My love is held back by loneliness, disappointment, and the beginning stages of hate.

5 comments:

Marvin the Martian said...

You ARE loved, you just can't feel it. Love comes from within. You can be loving toward other people even if they're not loving toward you. It's not a zero-sum game. Let God's love shine forth from you and illuminate those around you, and watch them return that love to you.

Marvin the Martian said...

And do you feel good about your FCAT?

Nightmare said...

The problem isn't that your not being loved, its that you think its important to be loved.

Lydia said...

Hmm.. FCAT... No, I don't. I used to get very high scores in reading, but lately they've dropped and my math has risen to incredibly high scores.. And it's shameful and I dislike it. Of course, it's all very selfish. I'm scared to death of being told, directly or indirectly, that I'm normal- especially in terms of intelligence. I fear that the FCAT will tell me so.

Marvin the Martian said...

LOL, some intelligence can't be measured by tests. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

The captcha is "warboxy." There's a word. I'm feeling all warboxy today.