Nov 23, 2005 00:42
I'm sorry for who I am,
And what I fail to see.
I'm sorry for how I feel,
And what I can't seem to hide.
I'm sorry for always hiding,
Instead of being with those wonderful friends of mine.
And as the night drags on I'll wonder,
"Why should I get up the next day?"
And then I think of all my friends,
Thats all thats left to say.
This is to all my friends, you know who you are. Know that you are appreciated all the time. I thank you.
L8a Mon
Semper Fidelis
Packless Wolf