there are times when one feels lonly in a crowd of friends.feels an aching tug inside that you cant understand or explain. i find myself drifting with very few memories as the days float bye. the one thing that brings meo to life is just out of reach. always. likea shrub grasping for light being overshadowd bya large tree.the more time that passes the more disconnected i feel
it doesnt feel right. do i really have myself under control or am i just fooling myself. is there another me tryinvg to escape. i remember feeling different. thinking another way. but it seems that that has gone.is it time that changed me or is my head playing sick ticks on me again. is all of this even real anymore. it feels to surreal. will i blink and find myself ten years ago in my bed. back in a blissful land without worry. or will i simply blink and everything will be gone. my existence wiped out because i was a part of another. will it matter if i am or am not. i did get some new pants. theyre comphy.
posted by emperor @
Donnerstag, Mai 19, 2005
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