i want to meet her
ive never wanted to before.. its always been my brother who i wanted to meet.
but now... more importantly i want to meet her
i want to know if she had ever felt the way i did
if she has ever felt the way i do
id tell her im not angry
i'd tell her i have never been one of those angrty duaghter and im not comming here to yel at her
id tell her of how i grew up always wanting a older brother nothing more nothing less
i would tell her of the man she met before we parted
i dont know why i would tell her of him but i feel that its something i need to tell her

i dont know wen i would find her.. i dont know when we will meet becuase its never been a plan of mine
ive already planned out my life,,, she was never part of it
but she needs to be now
i need to know how i got this way
i cant keep blamming steven
i know he had an effect but i feel it deeper
i feel it my blood
i need to meet my blood

how did she deal with love
is she in love now
was she in love with him or did they meet in a bar and have too many drinks
was she in love with him

past that i dont know wat i would ask
what would i say
would i tell her my life story
would i tell her of those who have made the absolute impact on my life
or will we go straight to small talk
the kind of talk that makes you feel like everything is ok but once u part all the important topics come to life

where are you now

just becuase u feel it doesnt mean its there

when im around them its like we're
strangers walking in circles


we see eachother over and over
so it becomes a comfortable but
all that comfort is jsut comming from frmo a pattern
no one acually knows anyone
no relaly feelings or thoughts
are produced
acaully watching theses people
can be painful
what are they doing
do they see the merri-go-round of
thier life
thier not living
thier letting it pass by
where are theses smiles comming from
there always on
always laughing
the most evil laughs
one can look so deep inside
there eyes searchingfor the person inside
these patterned robots
but what you'll find is a tiny
thumbalina of each person
running in it own circles
trying to get out
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@some people @
@might @
@call this @
@thumbalina a conscience!@
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hate you
you lost ur greatest posession you will ever have
not that a person can be a possesion
you were too young
to scared
to lost in ur teenaged years
but ur going to look back

one turns to two