it's amazing what you can get out of your friends inadvertently.
i seriously don't know how i let things get this bad. i'm not this person, and yet i defend this facade that i...
i know you think it's because of you. it isn't. it's so so much more. it's my life really. at large. and you only factor into such a small part of it, and not the part you think either.
how can i make a difference when i take refuge behind this, image, this label.
if i really want to start, it needs to be complete. but how can you change people's opinions?
i think i'll settle for what i have.
why aren't you home yet, if i ever needed someone to pick me up it's now.
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if there was a better to go then it would find me
i can't help it the road just rolls out behind me
be kind to me, or treat me mean
i'll make the most of it i'm an extraordinary machine
...and what alice found there
Sunday, January 29, 2006
not a good day for morales
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