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by Paige Jul 9, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I was once beautiful. I was once funny. I was once intelligent. I was once in love. I am no longer beautiful. I am no longer funny. I am no longer intelligent. I am now longer in love. I am not bitter. I am content. I am not angry. I am content. I am not disappointed. I am content. I am not heartbroken. I am content. I am… I am alive. I am breathing, My heart is beating, My blood is running through my veins. My eyes are blinking, My lungs are breathing. My brain is functioning. My hair is growing. I am emotionless. I am nothing to my own self. I am nothing of what I once was. I am no longer up nor down. I am. I long to be the girl sitting in English class day dreaming of better things I long to be the most beautiful in the world. I long to be the funniest around. I long to be the smartest in my school. I long to be madly in love. But all I am is longing now. I am none of these things,. I am only longing.