100th window; under surveillance.

Aug 27, 2005 15:31

So there's a girl. A girl so lost it hurts. This girl decides it's finally time to wake up.

"I have no release anymore. I want to let go; let myself free. I want to touch the clouds with my eyelashes. I want to kiss the sky. I want to scream without getting attention. I want to cry until I feel like laughing. I want to fall without the fear of hitting bottom. I don't need you to hold my hand, but I want you to... sometimes."

"...please. Just believe me when I say I'll be okay."
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