Tuesday, January 25, 2005

it doesn't have to be this way.
i wish everything could blow over.
i'm in a daze.
i hate being here, where nothing seems real.
people are fake.
i'm not real.
you're just my imagination.
you're just a name in my mind.

I'LL BE FINE I'LL BE FINE I'LL BE FINE.
i can only pray that day will come soon.



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