And she rans from herself.
Dont I always do that? I've a habit of denying issues, very often then not, I tend to ignore them and hope it'll be solved. A friend of mine told me that I could not carry on this way. I've to decide. All I have are just mere words and I'm not good with them. I can't create catchy lines like you can. I'm sorry.
7th July 2002
Run, Run she claims to be hiding. She wants to leave
this hole but she has no where to go. Who should I speak to? where are my friends?
Are they here yet? The clock is ticking tick tick tick and you were suppose
to support me. Heh! Is that a lot to ask? But havent you always? Does it cost
a lot to hear your voice? Come here and Let me play! Decent, She wants to be.
Those words spinning in her mind. My mind, you mean. Yes, yours, my lovely.
Do call me lovely. Call me baby. tell me its ok, please tell me I can read yours.
I want to know. How's life? the color pink facinates me. Where have you been?
It's hot I'm sweaty. School work is on my mind. I dont want to think anymore.
Do I have to? can i be a zombie? yes, the saturday sun is raining once more.
Where are my friends? Listen to me, I need someone to. Speak my mind but she's
afraid. What of? Consequences perhaps? Fuck typos. Next time. Geneva sings again.
I cant spell. I dont care. I just want to ease this. I'm sorry. She's sorry.
Everyone is sorry. of my existance? Can you hear. The thunders are roaring.
Hear me! Hear me!