My So-Called Life
I wish that I could wake up and have everything over with.
I have to talk to my dad. I have to talk to him...and I am
scared. Jeeze am I scared. How would I bring it up? He saw
that I was crying this morning, and he wanted to know what
was wrong. But I asked him if we could talk about it later.
Religion is the hardest thing I have ever been faced with - to talk
about...with people that it really matters to. How can I tell my
parents that I don't believe in something that I was brought up with?
It's not as simple as you'd think...or maybe you don't think it is.
It was just another opportunity lost...although it may
have been dirty then.
Warmth from this pain sounds good right now ...