making notice

its lonely out there. and mighty quiet inside.

all this anger and frustration is going to kill me. its like, self-destructive. i really do wish i had some outlet of sorts. it sucks to be this negative, to always be angry and frustrated and unhappy. no one likes being unhappy. well, i hope not anyway. its a horrible feeling. its depressing. and i think more than anything else, it leaves one lonely. i think deep down inside, some part of us wants to be dependent. i mean, yes we talk so much about wanting to be independent and everything. but sometimes, its just nice to have someone to fall back on.

i fear i may never have a voice. i fear i may never be heard.