What's happened to my life?
This isn't what it's meant to be...

There is no place like home,
Because there is no home...

My every movement screams a desire for copious...

It burns and boils inside me,
it's a drug...

To dream, is to fall into the walls of my mind.
My dreams are just poorly framed pictures in need...

I need some reassurance,
to set my mind on flow...

Waiting,
for that familiar inspiration to fill my mind...

Melting rust.
A beautiful characterization...

I have dreams...
They are beyond this seat in this tiny cafe...

Strangers can linger in your life for a moment.
They can make a difference in your train of...

People, they have no understanding of anything, or...
Sometimes I believe I am not a part of this world...

When I close my eyes,
I see more color then I do when I look into the...