there is nothing left to say
Nov. 14th, 2001 10:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
threeplusfireJust. Stop.
The world inside me keeps me apart. I would give a lot to know just how it is people see me, what they experience from the other side. Because I've realized so much of what I do just doesn't translate.
Like knowing someone for years and not truly knowing. Understanding proves so elusive.
How well can you see me? How well do you know who and what I am? Not just the trivia that makes up pop quizzes, or how long I've had these boots on, or what movie makes me cry. How well can you see why I move the way I do? Do you understand the altered vocabulary in my head, how the meanings and nuances are shifted?
I don't expect anyone to. It's like asking someone to become something completely different. Now I just hope for a good translation.
Because you aren't here, you aren't here when I am myself. ...I think she's just pieces of me you've never seen...
I am discovering how to live with myself.
The world inside me keeps me apart. I would give a lot to know just how it is people see me, what they experience from the other side. Because I've realized so much of what I do just doesn't translate.
Like knowing someone for years and not truly knowing. Understanding proves so elusive.
How well can you see me? How well do you know who and what I am? Not just the trivia that makes up pop quizzes, or how long I've had these boots on, or what movie makes me cry. How well can you see why I move the way I do? Do you understand the altered vocabulary in my head, how the meanings and nuances are shifted?
I don't expect anyone to. It's like asking someone to become something completely different. Now I just hope for a good translation.
Because you aren't here, you aren't here when I am myself. ...I think she's just pieces of me you've never seen...
I am discovering how to live with myself.
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Date: 2001-11-14 10:22 am (UTC)"Do you understand the altered vocabulary in my head, how the meanings and nuances are shifted?"
A deceptively simple description of both our self-creation and definition, and our existence far beyond words.
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Date: 2001-11-14 09:29 pm (UTC)It's something I've been pondering for a long time, how language is so personal, how we all use words differently. Language is almost universal and yet so subjective. Such a wonder. It makes me love the writers whose words touch me all the more.