Compare and Contrast: two poems

1999:
( Heavy angst, and anger. )

2007: (also by me)

I stand strong; I stand alone.

There's this knot inside my soul, behind the wall,
and I know my inner child is screaming and crying,
but I,
I am an adult,
and I stand,
and I stand strong,
and I stand alone.

It would be too easy to double over crying,
but I'm driving, and I can't look away from the road,
and I'll have to drive an hour before I get home. So I stand. I look.
I don't look behind, not really,
just glances back into the rearview,
watching for hazards about to overtake me.

The end of the world doesn't come
in claustrophobic screaming hysterics half in the dark
like the end of the last world did.
This world ended with the sky as witness,
kind and close and clouded
and so impersonal and unfair.

I kneel;
I gather myself to my feet;
I stand tall with my chin up high and refuse to beg.
I stand. I stand.
I stand alone.

80s Music Friday: Wham!: "Wake Me Up Before You Go Go"

IRC revealed that JD had not heard this song. Therefore, it was necessary that I post this one instead of what I was actually plotting to post.

And since I can't think of this song without thinking of this fic, "Leave A Message". X-Files, humor, put down the drinks.