5.09.2005

how strange that i'm writing on this again... for the past while i've jus been writing on xanga cuz i wanted my thoughts to be a lil more 'private'.. but neway.
past two days have just been overwhelming to say the least...found out some stuff i didn't exactly want to know.....and i just really don't know how to feel.. bout everything (except what i told kaju tonite)...just at a loss for words.. and it doesn't even involve me haha. i don't know the answer when u ask 'what should i do?'...i don't know who you are anymore.or maybe i just never knew you at all..

Older chests reveal themselves
Like a crack in a wall
Starting small, and grow in time
And we always seem to need the help
Of someone else
To mend that shelf
Too many books
Read me your favourite line...

Some things in life may change
And some things
They stay the same

Like time, there's always time
On my mind
So pass me by, I'll be fine
Just give me time

Older Chests/Damien Rice

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