plea for a hero.

[dorydidit_again]

can i poor it out on your hands?

Here are my thoughts, i lay them down. Here is my confusion, i gladly lay it down.

I can't get out all that's in my head. I can't put edges on it. I can't put dimenions on my thoughts. I can't build something so that i can grab ahold of it and throw it out. or tuck it in?

I can't tell you what's in there, but i know it's there.

wow. don't know where that came from. i'm not the person i pretend to be.

I need more time, wanting it all to be fine.

I can't figure out what's inside.

Here is my life, i want to lay it down. Here is my pride, i want to lay it down. here's my thoughts, i want to lay them down. here's my confusion, i want to lay it down.

As i look up, and i'm falling down. look straight ahead. oh wait, still falling. what do you know.

Playing mind games. he's got me trapped. that's where the apathy comes from.

is the road much further? is it going to be alright? because i'm worrying now. will this turn around?

Charissa, choose for yourself. get yourself together.

no humor in this at all.

i'm sorry, i need to stop bitching. it's an insecurity. i know i can't have my hand held. but i want it to be. --**sigh.