Why I left sitdiary. Now it seems so dead.
:-/
Trying to perserve this stuff.
My things never get deleted.
I have a lot of my work on here.
Forgive me, I probably suck quite a bit. I haven't attempted to write anything in a while.
Boring, normal, simple.
That's all I ever am.
I'm not special or different,
not heavenly or damned.
I don't stick out as a sore thumb
or rose in field of thorn;
I don't act though I'm 'bout to die
or soon to be reborn.
I'm more than a small speck of dirt,
yet less than all the sky.
I'm nothing else but normal;
And that you can't deny.
And so I'll wait for something more
for this cannot be all,
and I will remain patient-
keep waiting for my call.