Jul 27, 2005 14:39
today i am fealing like i have touched my inside self. i wrote on paper and i realy dont know what it is saying ...
My name it realy doesn't matter
you flatter..
ME.
can't you see ?
hello,hi,
well nice try
at getting you.
now i go home.
i am all alone.
now i can write....
untill the end of nite.
god damn there home.
now where can i go to consetrat?
they won't stop making noise.
all they care about is there toys.
now the next day i sasy hi.
hello...
silence.
well i will see you later.
ok fine!
(soon you'll be mine)
some one who can listen to me.
so i won't be so lonely
good bye
i am touched