Jun 16, 2005 15:56
So push the seats back a little further
Roll the windows down and take a breath
I can see the headlights coming
They paint the world in red and broken glass
Time to let this pass--the time it takes, the time it takes to let go
Time runs through our veins--it starts and stops and starts and stops again
We don't stand a chance in this threadbare time--the time it takes, the time it takes to let go
Time to let this pass--the time it takes, the time it takes to let go
Staring at the setting sun
No reason to come back again
The twilight world in blue and white
The needle and the damage done
I don't want to feel this way forever
A dead letter marked return to sender
The spinning hubcaps set the tempo for the music of the broken window
The cameras on and the cameras click
We open up the lens and can't stop...
so yeah.i'm......okay.
not doing especially well. but i'm okay. it's one of those days. i don't think it was affected by the crap from yesterday. just...arndom depression again. it'll go away as quicky as it came. soon hopefully.
seriously....i don't know why i write anymore.
what's the importance of telling people who couldn't care less how i feel
yeah...me neither.
i'm pretty pathetic.
god i hate me.
.:if i keep holding my breath i'm going to disappear:.