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January 2005

The trends of time have relapsed into the diamonds of this century. For who wouldn’t want something so precious, yet so deceiving all at the same time. The looks have blinded us into making the wrong decision, a decision not worth making. For when we look over things, we make mistakes and when we make mistakes, we fall. For falling for some is not a bad thing, you learn, but when I fall, I bruise, I break, and I am the only one who and pick myself up. I have made the decision, but I feel I can control it, for it is the life I have been given. Numerous times I have said this, but I know that this rare gem is not in disguise. For no longer is this feeling devouring my being. I have a sense of guiltiness inside, just because I never thought I would ever give someone another chance. My number was going to be one, but things changed and they changed for the worst. I am ashamed, but in a way, I am learning to get over things myself, to deal with things and not expect anything pleasurable to my soul. As harsh as all this may sound, it is correct.