Oh my god. This town. It feels like a headache, and all the words inside my mouth won't come through. I've got this pain in my head that I can't shake when I remind myself I can't get to you. And it rained all day. And I figured it out that the person who I used to be, washed away. Please someone make me okay because I'm feeling like I might take today and make my way through the town, the streets, the pouring rain. Because some days it seems like the clouds just won't stay away.
I hope one day to inspire someone with the words I write on this page...
To help them through the difficult times in their life...
To make someone feel they aren't alone...
To maybe change someones life for the better...
But I hope for his sake he never reads this...
Wednesday, November 03, 2010
'eightythree
Oh my god. This town. It feels like a headache, and all the words inside my mouth won't come through. I've got this pain in my head that I can't shake when I remind myself I can't get to you. And it rained all day. And I figured it out that the person who I used to be, washed away. Please someone make me okay because I'm feeling like I might take today and make my way through the town, the streets, the pouring rain. Because some days it seems like the clouds just won't stay away.
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