Subject | Meh. |
DateCreated | 4/27/2008 1:46:00 PM |
PostedDate | 4/27/2008 1:36:00 PM |
Body | As I sat on the balcony, contemplating dying I heard a voice that did not care what I was crying for "but everyone is basically alone and lonliness is wanting something more" So I think myself so selfish and so proud for always wanting rid of what I am In truth we are all ever-changing clouds and you and I were once a storm in spring And in the same way snow is blue in pictures everything is perfect in the past we are all just bugs set dead in amber and staring from an amber world I thought to laugh but I'm afraid to think about you anymore |