dreams

I can now only dream of a life in new Orleans any time soon and yes it saddens me. I never even thought of new Orleans till I found my love, but now I cant seen to get in out of my head. I remember the way it felt when I stepped out of the car " like I was at home" and I never had that felling any were els. I never quite fell like I fit in any were but new Orleans. This town is the worst "Elkins wv" it is not just a shit town it picks at my every nerve I cant stand the people here the things they talk about , the things they do for fun, just them all of them. And it has been like this every were I have went. I fell so out of place, some times I think if the people I pass every day "if any" and the people I have met in my 17 years of life are humans then I am vary much not human at all. And when I fiend a city that makes me fell real and in place after only five minuets I cant go there. It is taken away and I am left with these things that are far from the same race as me. And these places that are way to far from home. I have only my love she is the only one of them that fells something like me, the only one of them not so human. But even my love so vary often seems like she is not made of the same things as me. Will I ever fell at home? Will I ever live in new Orleans?


	When I Dream Nicky/July 25 As time slips out of my hands and in to something not so playful, I fiend my self setting at the computer thinking of my grate city "new Orleans" and wishing that things would change. I can now only dream of a life in new Orleans any time soon and yes it saddens me. I never even thought of new Orleans till I found my love, but now I cant seen to get in out of my head. I remember the way it felt when I stepped out of the car " like I was at home" and I never had that felling any were els. I never quite fell like I fit in any were but new Orleans. This town is the worst "Elkins wv" it is not just a shit town it picks at my every nerve I cant stand the people here the things they talk about , the things they do for fun, just them all of them. And it has been like this every were I have went. I fell so out of place, some times I think if the people I pass every day "if any" and the people I have met in my 17 years of life are humans then I am vary much not human at all. And when I fiend a city that makes me fell real and in place after only five minuets I cant go there. It is taken away and I am left with these things that are far from the same race as me. And these places that are way to far from home. I have only my love she is the only one of them that fells something like me, the only one of them not so human. But even my love so vary often seems like she is not made of the same things as me. Will I ever fell at home? Will I ever live in new Orleans? Nop it is only a dream and my dreams never come true and when they do I hate what I have dreamed.