May 22, 2005 19:05
i've never been good at describing my mood.
nor am i good at titling anything i write.
waiting for an escape and they said they'd call me if they got lost.
stand still.
awake.
and my sister is more like me than i ever thought.
she has dreams about me.
me, i have trouble sleeping.
and to mely if you ever read this.
i'm sorry.
i'm so far i'm gone.