Wednesday, May 15, 2002
"There is a dream that is life
Ethereal and ephemeral
It's not my dream, I don't want it
I created the dream, but I refuse to share it
It's unwanted, misshapen, and it's my choice
I murder my dream"
Yeah, it's depressing, I know, but that's okay. Can't keep a contact high all day, now can I?