Aug 15, 2005 01:54
ive lost my footing
im floating up somewhere in the clouds tonight
what's the matter with me now
ive traced and retraced my old excuses
time to dig a new rut
i dont want to be a grown up
im polarizing
my new tattoo stings
bored with the ailments that afflict
bored with the wounds i cannot lick
bright lights come rushing to the forefront
a slideshow of unreal reality
was i really there?
was that really me?