i'm all about them, words.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
- 9:30 PM
a walking lie.
these pretences.
false fronts.
never mind.
i feel like i'm being two faced.
And You're raising these twenty four voices
With twenty four hearts
With all of my symphonies
In twenty four parts
But I want to be one today
Centered and true
and just so you know,
as much as there's a rift,
some drifting,
i really don't want anything to end.
i still can't believe myself.
how can i just detach.
or i guess i haven't really detached.
i've regained that ability.
to immerse myself into those emotions,
and then take a step back.
this mask.
please fall to pieces.