Feb 24, 2005 10:24
we are all trapped in prisons of the mind, it's a hard
sensibility but we'll see it through in time, but when
words come between us noiseless in the air, believe me
i know it's easy to despair-don't.
tonight i'm talking to myself-there's no one that i
know as well, thoughts collide without sound,
frantic, fighting to be found
and i've found things in this life that still are real
a reminder refusing to be concealed
and i've found the answer lies in real emotion
not the self indulgence of a self-devotion