Nov 26, 2005 23:06
"I rush because I’m afraid of what I may encounter and what I may need. I hurry because I know that if I slow down, I’ll find something I want. And I wont’ be able to get it. I’ll know how it feels to hurt. I’ll feel. I try to catch the stars because I know I’ll fall, but at least I’m feeling. I’m feeling something that’s not real. Because I never really knew, because you can’t really catch the stars. I’ll only settle for something perfect. But there is no perfect. I won’t settle. I never stop because if I stop, I’ll be alone. I’ll be lonely. I’ll see how it really is. I’ll see that I just keep rushing hurrying falling waiting. But if I just don’t feel maybe, just maybe. It can be real."