I Need Someone to Talk to
Unspoken... They say after you leave high-school you lose most of your friends. I have seen the truth of that statement. I never had many friends to begin with, since "I don't communicate well with others of my age." That said I find myself in need of someone to talk to.
I live with my boyfriend and he is my only conversation at this point in my life. I never leave the house, because I am somewhat of a hermit. But it doesn't feel like there is anything left out there for me anyway. My family are not capable of communicating with me on my level, so I avoid them. Talking to people who don't understand me, in turn only leaves me feeling more lonely.
Of the two friends that I have left, one has decided to self-destruct and the other lives on the other side of the country. All the guys at my college, since it is an IT institution, are complete nerds who can speak of nothing more than World of Warcraft. So I yet again am left with no one to talk to.
EP is the only place I have left where my voice can still be heard. It the only place left where I still attempt to communicate. Because sadly enough, there are not many people left in my life who understand me at all. I am left with so much to say and no-one to say it to. I remain unspoken.
I live with my boyfriend and he is my only conversation at this point in my life. I never leave the house, because I am somewhat of a hermit. But it doesn't feel like there is anything left out there for me anyway. My family are not capable of communicating with me on my level, so I avoid them. Talking to people who don't understand me, in turn only leaves me feeling more lonely.
Of the two friends that I have left, one has decided to self-destruct and the other lives on the other side of the country. All the guys at my college, since it is an IT institution, are complete nerds who can speak of nothing more than World of Warcraft. So I yet again am left with no one to talk to.
EP is the only place I have left where my voice can still be heard. It the only place left where I still attempt to communicate. Because sadly enough, there are not many people left in my life who understand me at all. I am left with so much to say and no-one to say it to. I remain unspoken.
31-35, F
