Issues In Run-On Form
I love him, I hate him!
I don't want to be in Montana, I don't know about Texas, and Alabama messes with me.
I don't trust anyone, but want to so badly.
I miss my "friends" and wonder if I ever really had any.
My family is a whole other issue, and then there is the guilt I carry when it comes with the kids.
Religion is a wonderful mystery, but I don't want to let go of the little girl in me.
I am lost and the only one that can find me is me
Make sense? probably not.
You understand!?!?! Then you are just as crazy
I was born a free spirit, formed into a society of politeness and have to choose what is proper and "right".
I want to dance and sing, and laugh hysterical
I want to stay up late and sleep all day
I want to spend $200 in one pop on whatever suits my fancy
I want to eat ice cream for breakfast and have cereal for dinner
I want to drive fast, and chain smoke, and then quit cold turkey
I want to tell people to F* off when they stare, but I can't stop eves dropping when I am in public.
Do I sound like a lunatic yet?
No? Okay let me continue...
Sometimes want to take all these suffocating clothes off.
See, I could so easily be in a nudist colony sitting on my towel, although I can't stand to look at myself naked in the mirror.
Better yet a hippie and flit around in the meadow with no shoes on, but I also love to wear my sexy leather boots.
Laughing? Yes, no?
Oh yeah that reminds me, my sense of humor I want just to be that!
Damn everyone and their not having the ability to know that I am joking, and Damn them again when they have no idea I am serious!
You're not mind readers?
Well why not?
I have to be!