Don't waste your time on me,

[u_think_ur_punk]

I Can not Dream I can Not sleep tonight,



For If Only I Could Change;
If Only I Could Trust.
My Feelings I Can Not Tough.

This Heart Is Hid Away;
So That The Only Thing You See:
Is A Quezzy Stomach,
Red Cheeks,
Sweaty Palms
           And,
Nerves All In A Ball.

I Want To Scream And Yell,
Just To Save Me From This Hell.
This One I Created For MySelf.
     For Me To Step Forward,
Would Be For Me To Pass That Line,
Which I Drew For Myself.

To Protect What I Dream, I Have Gained;
The Courage That I Lack Helps To Hold Me Back.
                                                           Mornings Filled With Fears,
                              Always, Seem To end With Dreams
                                                              Filled,
                                                                With,
                                                                     Tears.

That personally explains alot to me. But to almost everyone elsa it just looks like a jumble of words with no meaning, What can I say i can't write,sing,or dance so i have to expires myslef some way, It may no be good but it hits me hard. So if no one comments, beacuse they rarely do, i really have stopped caring.  so just pass this right on bye.