Waiting and Watching

by Natalie   Sep 23, 2004


I guess I can wonder.
I mean since I can't do it.
I choke sometimes,
on my own breath.
It's awkward,
To be choking on something that's been helping you live all your life.

I wonder what it's like to die.
To shut down completely.
I wish I knew.
But then everyone starts reminding me of why it is important to stay alive.
It's so useless.
They don't even understand. Cause they've never thought about it.
They don't even make an effort to try.
But I guess it's okay.
They don't have to know, right? I mean,
that is the last thing we want,
alot of suicidal people walking up and down the streets thinking about death all the time, right?
But it would be nice.
For everyone else to feel this way.

I might sound like I'm joking.
God knows I'm not.
I might sound like a sick person. Maybe I am one.
Maybe I'm not.
I guess that's all up to what you think of me.
What you see in me.
What you believe.

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