back      next -Wile I wait for a light- So spoild so what I'm ready for somthing to happen, for anything new to do to get to set free. Mabey someone could make me forget who I am, so I could just be a new me. Still I can't think for myself or live life for just me. So I see someone real still not ready to fill, wile 500 fucking faces flash through my mind. Any mind I could find would be fine for sometime, untill the light shines so bright I go blind. Some people know me better than i know myself... Even my gaurdian angel has an angel who is an angel indeed, and I feel feelings for who I don't know do you ? So I'm back dressed in black but missing some facts, from a place in my mind with the faces I think that I need. Inside I still bleed wile I write and read all the faces I see, misunderstanding my eyes for more lies. No one will know what it's like to be me. Anything written misunderstood will be good, for the truth in my words will hurt. Still I write what I feel when I feel what I write, even when what I feel isn't right. I wish I had someone to hold onto tonight... 11-14-02 next 2002©imperfectworldcreations