i'm looking for you too

i suppose honesty isn't always the best policy
i would like my facebook status to be honest
Karine is undesirable.
but i can't write that
because the stream of pity comments would follow
'karine you're precious' 'what do you mean?'
'dont be ridiculous' and the like would follow
but the number of comments that would flood my page
wouldn't change the fact
words are but words
blowing through the wind changing at ever stop
words are not constant
but actions are
actions speak louder than words my dear friend
so much louder
as i sit alone on a cliff of the figment of my imagination
these actions echo and resonate through out the canyon
and these words that mean nothing to me are like the writing on my
bottom of my shoe.
i stand on them, but they change nothing.
there or not there.
my life goes on.
i feel like i'm always too much.
too sarcastic
too city
too silly
not serious enough
too serious
too backwoods
it changes from each person
but i never feel like me.
maybe thats why its the canyon and me today
because my other half
is struggling with the same thing
but I'm here buddy.
i'm waiting for you.
I'm lonely
I'm trying to be content.
I'm trying so hard.
I hope, I'm right for you.
I hope you enjoy me for me.
I hope you like that I like to get dressed up.
I hope you enjoy the fact that I wear heels
I hope you enjoy the fact that I like to cause trouble
Some how I know you will.
Together, we will be one.
And when you finally rescue me from my lonely castle on the hill,
I'll put my arm in the crook of your arm and smile at you.
Knowing you complete me. every little last complex section of me.