(no subject)

[carwrecksonata]

one day i'll figure myself out
one day i'll dream outside of this black box
dreams of security
dreams of control
dreams of support

i sit on these steps outside of my house
trying to figure things out
until i realize that there's nothing to find out
nothing time won't tell

i'm comfortable with you in my arms
with you in my heart
from that night in late november...

are we the poison or the cure?
i suppose we'll wait and see.