2002-02-01 - 6:17 a.m.
What I've kept with me
And what I've thrown away
And where the hell I've ended up
On this glary random day
Were the things I really cared about
Just left along the way
From being too pent up and proud
Woke up way too late
Feeling hung over and old
And the sun was shining bright
And I walked barefoot down the road
Started thinking about my old man
It seems that all men
Wanna get into a car and go anywhere?
Here I stand,
Sad & free
I can't cry and I can't see
What I've done
God...What have I done
So don't you know I'm numb, man
No I can't feel a thing at all
Cause its all smiles and business these days
and I'm indifferent to the loss
I've faith that there's a soul somewhere
that's leading me around
I wonder if she knows
Which way is down...
I poured my heart out
I poured my heart out
it evaporated...see?
Blind man on a canyon's edge
of a Panoramic scene
Or maybe I'm a kite
That's flying high & random
Dangling a string
Or slumped over in a vacant room
Head on a stranger's knee
I'm sure back home
They think I've lost my mind.
God I miss holding someone close to me. I miss feeling love. I miss the pointless questions that I am asked. I miss waking up beside someone. But I guess I will be the hand that does gods dirty work. I will take out those that cause death by drugs or harm. I guess I was made to be gods' hand of anger. I find soless in stopping those that hurt the innocent. If you think that I am a modern super hero you are wrong, my past will speak for that. If you want to look up to someone, find someone else. I will pay for my sins all my life. There is nothing I can do to justifie what I am. All I can do is hunt thoughs that correcpt the lifes of thoughs easyly correcptibale. the only thing I can hope is that I can stop people from runing there lives.
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