May 25, 2007 15:07
It rolls around in my head like a bad idea.
It sinks in my stomach like bad news.
I need it to stop.
so Im traveling in a canoe all by my lonesome, to rid myself of people.
cause today I decided that people are my problem.
Its not like I ever really matter anyway.
only when there is a mess that someone else doesnt want to clean up
otherwise
Im easily forgotten.