Jan 23, 2005 13:49
I'm bitter, and I'm jealous.
Yes I want to be part of something better.
I need to leave these shores and see what the world has to offer.
I want to find my watchtower, hold myself higher then i have ever been before.
Seclude myself from the wonders and perils of the world.
Find my magic lamp and make a wish.
Not for Gold or power.
For a Promise, from the heavens that don't exist.
I want to be out of sight and out of mind.
I need to find myself among the reeds before i can find them.