I hate confusion.
Simple is a term dear to my heart but far from my grasp.
I don't want to be hurt.
I don't want to inflict pain.
I am cursed with a jaded, cynical mind and fairytale, hopeful heart.
I don't believe in quitting but would love to give up.
I love the dance but it is so hard to not lead.
I love to make people smile.
I only want the best for everyone I love.
Am I a hypocrite to laugh, smile, and make sure others are happy when inside I am turmoil?
Can I just stop being The Imp?
Turn in peppy, happy, go lucky for laid back, silent, and logical?
Are my dreams so unreachable?
Can I be four again with the world before me bright and myself invincible?
What am I doing?
I am very negative at this moment.I hate being negative.
I will get past it as I always do.
Musing, ranting, venting helps.
It is better than keeping it bottled up.
I want to be normal again.
Jacqui go away!
Imp.....where are you?