Breathing Down My Neck

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It's the end of
the world as I
know it, and
I'm not sure if I feel so fine

Everything that I've worked
so hard to be able to do
has come
crashing
down
upon me

What I thought was
being confident
somehow ended up
making me seem like
this strange, stalker-ish
person

Leaving my comfort zone
for the first time
only brought me
sadness and anger

It's the end of the world,
and I don't know when
things will get better

Written 3/8/07. Circumstances surrounding the poem: Pepperoni knows about the aforementioned codename ( he was told by Miche of all people; if you don't know who he is, then you need to go and read my older poems), so in my eyes i've lost all chance I may have had. Yay life. Many thanks to R.E.M. for the song that's getting me through all this.