Apr 17, 2004 19:08
Is anything I do for real?
I move and everything gets blurry.
The ripples blur my vision.
Tell me why you want to come here.
I've been thinking and I already told you that you could.
But why?
Don't lie to me.
Tell me.
Are you using me?
Because I don't know if I could handle that if you are.
I'm not strong.
I thought I was but I was wrong.
I'm fragile.
You better not break me.
What shatters can never be fixed.
Tell me.