Post by Jenny (Reffy) on Dec 15, 2009 17:37:01 GMT -5
If you want to keep the "happy-happy Reffy" image I work so hard to keep up then don't open the spoiler, and don't read on. 
Everything is fine.
A good friend told me to write something honest. None of the happy-happy stuff I can and do write. None of the Fantasy Worlds into which I escape, that are always happy and hilarious. The me that is currently me and my emotions.
Sorry. Little shy about this. Happy-happy is what I do. I have to be strong. I have to continue doing as I do or give up. I do what I do because I don't like to look weak -- nobody does. I bottle up my emotions -- always have, until it all comes tumbling out. I learnt to as a kid, when things weren't right at home, or school bullies, or work stress, or relationship issues.
Been debating whether or not to put this up here, wrote it just today. Might end up deleting it. Not entirely sure why I am putting this here, maybe because I feel ya'll need to know what's going on, maybe just because I cannot pretend, maybe its just because I need a pat on the back.
It's pretty raw -- to me. You don't have to say anything about it, and please don't worry about my present state of mind. Not going to hurt myself.
Day in, day out
it's all the same
Day in, day out
then repeat again
The clock ticks on
and the days fly by
Days of my life gone
I'll try not to cry
Day in, day out
it's all the same
Day in, day out
then repeat again
I try to sleep
but never rest
The dark it creeps
I'm not at my best
Day in, day out
it's all the same
Day in, day out
then repeat again
Money's been spent
Bank's in the red
Cannot pay the rent
There is no road ahead
Day in, day out
it's all the same
Day in, day out
then repeat again
My work is all wrong
but I try my best
Boss-moans sing-song
it's me they detest
Day in, day out
it's all the same
Day in, day out
then repeat again
Down the slippery slope
I slip and slide
I cannot cope now
into depression I glide
Day in, day out
it's all the same
Day in, day out
Don't want to repeat again.
Everything is fine. A good friend told me to write something honest. None of the happy-happy stuff I can and do write. None of the Fantasy Worlds into which I escape, that are always happy and hilarious. The me that is currently me and my emotions.
Sorry. Little shy about this. Happy-happy is what I do. I have to be strong. I have to continue doing as I do or give up. I do what I do because I don't like to look weak -- nobody does. I bottle up my emotions -- always have, until it all comes tumbling out. I learnt to as a kid, when things weren't right at home, or school bullies, or work stress, or relationship issues.
Been debating whether or not to put this up here, wrote it just today. Might end up deleting it. Not entirely sure why I am putting this here, maybe because I feel ya'll need to know what's going on, maybe just because I cannot pretend, maybe its just because I need a pat on the back.
It's pretty raw -- to me. You don't have to say anything about it, and please don't worry about my present state of mind. Not going to hurt myself.
Day in, day out
it's all the same
Day in, day out
then repeat again
The clock ticks on
and the days fly by
Days of my life gone
I'll try not to cry
Day in, day out
it's all the same
Day in, day out
then repeat again
I try to sleep
but never rest
The dark it creeps
I'm not at my best
Day in, day out
it's all the same
Day in, day out
then repeat again
Money's been spent
Bank's in the red
Cannot pay the rent
There is no road ahead
Day in, day out
it's all the same
Day in, day out
then repeat again
My work is all wrong
but I try my best
Boss-moans sing-song
it's me they detest
Day in, day out
it's all the same
Day in, day out
then repeat again
Down the slippery slope
I slip and slide
I cannot cope now
into depression I glide
Day in, day out
it's all the same
Day in, day out
Don't want to repeat again.
