Aug 15, 2008 21:47
If you be my boat
I'll be your sea
A depth of pure blue just to probe curiosity
Ebbing and flowing and pushed by a breeze
I live to make you free
I live to make you free
But you can set sail to the west if you want to
And past the horizon till I can't even see you
Far from here where the beaches are wide
Just leave me your wake to remember you by.
I've been in a really weird mood lately. I have to make this big decision about whether or not I want to go on medication for anxiety or not. And I have to go through my regular doctor because if I want to do it, I have to get them as soon as possible so my therapist can see how I'm doing before college. But because of that the psychiatrist doesn't have any open appointments. My doctor can prescribe, but it's not like I'm seeing a specialist. Idkkkkkkk. Maybe I'll do it and see how it goes.
My roommate's supposed to be online right now and she's not ughhhh. I need to talk to her!