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| 105 8/19/01 Work in Progress... Need to kill this feeling inside of me, It�s scratching, clawing, and fuckin with everything I shouldn�t be, Slowly changing the person you use to know, Into what now is made up of what wasn�t without anything to show All Light now beginning to fade, Finding it harder and harder to peek out of this shade, Almost to the point of no return, With no clear way out which I still have to learn This has got to be no ones fault not even mine, That my life now revolves around a certain sign, Becoming more clear that things aren�t going my way, I hate all of this but no it has to be worth it and it will some day Things are just the way they are from too much time apart, That explains what I�m going through but not April�s part, Yet again another mystery I have yet to solve before I die, Even now as I think of her I wonder how and why... |