I don't like being expected to react the right...
The right way bothers me...
There are many different ways to feel
I'm not sure which one makes it real...
Night swallows me whole, down its long, sequined...
Nearly extinguishing all other light but that...
To our beloved daughter
Jessica Nicole...
Right now all i need is your love,
your touch on my face...
Towards the dam I will wait
Silently, patiently...
In between us exploded into pixie dust,
Just like the paper you're holding in your hands...
I hear people talk about me
Sayin' I'm some crazy freak...
Frozen lights float in darkness
And wink with cold delight...
Sitting still as possible
Trying to forget...
There I sat
Wind in my face...
This feeling i have its makes my body warm
its not rage its not depression what coulc it be...