Saturday, November 7, 2009

diary of the dead

pull, rip, tear. pull, rip, tear.

into a million little pieces.

but it's alright, i'll take it; because until you've finished, i'll be able to please everyone. i'll live up to the expectations. after all, isn't it what i do best? i spend more hours in a day trying to impress you and to do right by you than i take to appreciate life, and to celebrate what it should feel like to be me - to be young with a world of opportunity. i forget that life isn't all about living up to or setting the standard. sure, it's gonna throw curve balls - and more often than not, i'll swing and i'll miss - but in the end, shouldn't i be enjoying it? shouldn't i be psyched up for the pitch instead of exhausting myself of energy to take it on?

pull, rip, tear. pull, rip, tear.


and i have yet to understand why i let you do it - why i let myself be pushed around. is it because i fear failure? is it all that i've known, growing up? for so long, my body's been numb to the truth. i can't feel anything but my need. and my need is your need.

you'll see that i can prove myself - that i'm all that you were hoping for;

i'll hit the notes.
i'll remember every line.
i'll run the track - and beat my time.

i'll do what i have to, until that moment when i can set myself free, and relax. when i can let myself go in a world i never got to experience.

and yet even still, there is something holding me back. and you've counted on it;

will it have all been worth it?



*not personal. i was thinking about how hard kids work to impress their parents, coaches, teachers, friends, etc. ... and how much it can really take a toll on them. it's almost a monologue.. i'm not really sure. I just had to get this done before tomorrow. :)

3 comments:

  1. Ooh I like this.
    There's something very... disjointed and cool about it.
    I like how its almost like a cross between a story, a poem and a monologue.
    You always use the font style very effectively, it makes me kinda think of a scrapbook or something.

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  2. I love how like all over the place the format of this is, it really adds an unstable sort of stressed feel to this piece. It also gives off a determined and sort of angry feel to it, great job!

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  3. I like this piece - it's very relatable. Everyone feels that they have expectations to live up to. And I've found that people (including myself) tend to struggle more with the expectations they place upon themselves than what others place on them. You identified this concept of living up to expectations very well.

    I love how you used fonts to emphasize the idea.And the lines 'pull, rip tear' are very strong and just create this image of an individual being torn apart by others' demands.

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