12-30-09
ok i wrote this and didn't look at it again til fourth of july. a friend said it coulda been a novel or short story and he wanted more details. he wanted to know if it was about me. i laughed because mostly when i say "she" i am actually talking about me. when i use "I" i'm not always talking about me. rather than point the fingers at my accusers and those i accuse, i tell the judge it was all me. it's kinda a strange mentality i like to use in my writing so that no one 100% knows what I really meant thus giving the readers the chance to interperate it in a way they can relate to. her journey though... truthfully... the entire thing is about the HULK. and how friggin simular my life is to the HULKs. "just leave me alone. i can't be controled. i'm good inside. i love. i don't wanna hurt people. but people hurt others by nature. and since everyone HULK meets eventually cause a negative feeling... just leave me alone... but then the loneliness weighs on big ole HULKs shoulders. and we start to desire human companionship and connection." the only part of the poem that i directly took from my personal life is the last 2 lines. "if she never gives up she'll eventually make REAL friends"
