Tuesday, April 22, 2008
I'm freaking out,and reason,feel cold and empty,more than before.
The conflict was never good, to be sure.But what is this future?What is this future?
With a melancholy twinge,and woven within and without.I'm not going to change.I'm not going to change.
We're all out here on our own,and left to make our own blueprints.Its what I wanted.Hopefully, what we...and yet, there's a sense of loss.
I had to forge my own way,there was no other.I could have asked for help,but no sense to bother.
I've been lied to,brused and beat up.Certainly came out on top...But now, there's no pastand no context.
Better that way to be sure,Better that way to be sure,and there's no home.no home.
Or atleast one I recongize.
The conflict was never good, to be sure.But what is this future?What is this future?
With a melancholy twinge,and woven within and without.I'm not going to change.I'm not going to change.
We're all out here on our own,and left to make our own blueprints.Its what I wanted.Hopefully, what we...and yet, there's a sense of loss.
I had to forge my own way,there was no other.I could have asked for help,but no sense to bother.
I've been lied to,brused and beat up.Certainly came out on top...But now, there's no pastand no context.
Better that way to be sure,Better that way to be sure,and there's no home.no home.
Or atleast one I recongize.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Wow, so this is how blogging is so easy. I'm posting this from my Mac. Kinda neat. I suppose I can now make this into a sort of live journal type of thing.
Interesting... something that I never thought would have ever happened... me ... sitting here... typing on a mac. a tip.
Interesting... something that I never thought would have ever happened... me ... sitting here... typing on a mac. a tip.
