someday i hope to get over myself...for at least thirty minutes..and see beyond me...

somedays it seems as though i cant find the faith to grasp firmly and pray for the things i need...and instead i let go of the hope for fear of disapointment.

somedays i hide within myself....it doesnt mean i dont want to be found.
i want to be found..more than anything else...i want to be seen where i am...vulnerable on the stairs in my own pity..i want to be found there and understood. i dont want to feel like i have to wipe away the tears before they are seen, smile, and say i'm doing alright. i want to be real and exposed...
but where are you?
its hard to find a friend.