august twenty four, two thousand four:
So yes. I've decided that the somewhat outlandish plan I've conjured up to move to Toronto, Canada will be made a reality. Things have allready been set in motion. Soon after I receive 3000 dollars, after I've got my computer, got my recording equipment, and have the items I need to live how I want, I'll be on my feet and gone.
"ask me how it feels, to feel like you're a failure, when everything that's real, burns in flame and anger, i've heard it all before, i've felt some pain and more, will you give it to me, more than it probably seems, i've sat with it in hand, stressed by my demands, stumach tied in knots, alone i sit and watch, cuz the pain from all these fears, has built up all these years, whipe away the chance, WHIPE AWAY THE CHANCE!" -machine head - descend the shades of night-
I can't explain the emotions that course within my blood, I can't describe the fears that all of the sudden eat me up, I can't show you what I want, because I only hate what I'm not, I want something more, but what that is I am unsure, I've only these hands and feet, and under the sky I'll soon be leaving with them each.
Heh, who knew spoken word could be fun? *shrug* Well, the song's turned a dull-bitter and depressing, but all the while soothing turn, so I'm going to return to my corner and wait for my chance to leap... so keep tuned, because once I get my chance I'll show you all quite a feat.
"ask me how it feels, to feel like you're a failure, when everything that's real, burns in flame and anger, i've heard it all before, i've felt some pain and more, will you give it to me, more than it probably seems, i've sat with it in hand, stressed by my demands, stumach tied in knots, alone i sit and watch, cuz the pain from all these fears, has built up all these years, whipe away the chance, WHIPE AWAY THE CHANCE!" -machine head - descend the shades of night-
I can't explain the emotions that course within my blood, I can't describe the fears that all of the sudden eat me up, I can't show you what I want, because I only hate what I'm not, I want something more, but what that is I am unsure, I've only these hands and feet, and under the sky I'll soon be leaving with them each.
Heh, who knew spoken word could be fun? *shrug* Well, the song's turned a dull-bitter and depressing, but all the while soothing turn, so I'm going to return to my corner and wait for my chance to leap... so keep tuned, because once I get my chance I'll show you all quite a feat.