i have never been one to feel like someone is watching me. nor have i ever had a hard time speaking my mind over the phone, but i should. we have all heard about how W. listened in on our phone conversations. sure it ticked some of us off, but it was for our safety... wasn't it? yet i have felt the pain of the invasion closer to home.
a year ago i spent some time with my brother in-law. we have always been good friends. i could trust him with anything (or so i thought). one night in his basement i opened up to him. sharing a story that had really affected me. as i poured out my heart, my friend, my brother recorded me talking about it. i wasn't too upset cause i thought he was going to erase it. 3 months later at a funeral a older friend walked up to me and said "this is the second time i have heard your voice today."
he went on to tell me how he went to my brother in-law's myspace and heard a song about me with a recording of me talking about pooping my pants attached. i had to hold back the anger that i felt. i forced a smile and just laughed, but inside i could feel the dagger in my back and his cold hairless hands holding it.
for years i have held this bitterness towards him. i have thought of many ways to get him back, but i could never sink to his level of trickery. nor could i take on the role of a two faced christian that has become so prevalent in my life. so instead of telling him how i feel..... i just smile. sure i am putting it on here for all to read, but he will just get a laugh out of this...WON'T YOU DANNY! ?
someday my kid is going to beat up your kid. here is the link to the song "my friend tommy". http://www.myspace.com/theantagonizer