May 28, 2008 13:15
'cuz i still feel you, touching me, changing me.
pushing me, shoving me.
so lift your trigger on my finger. '
these stains aren't coming out.
i'm almost accepting myself as the person i don't want to be, but am.
rolling rock, roll.
now if i could just live without the regret/worries/empty-ness/self doubt.
just put me to rest, i've experienced life's gold.