Feb 24, 2005 10:02
as i sit thinking and as
i awake screaming
some things i find
just won't subside
in the heat of a thought
in the dark of a memory
with the confessions of
an intimate somebody
life never seems to change
nothing new really happens
and as i lie here awake on my back
with thoughts dreaming of hopping
i think aloud to myself
how have i got to be here