April 23rd

4/23/08
I’m still a kid, just a little bit colder /this world will never be what I expected /I’ll never be what I accepted /a million finger taps to my skull /the rain outside my window telling me to breath (not easy, baby steps, baby steps)/ it never is/ always alone, everything I own/ even if I stay it’ll be alright/ the world we know never comes back/ I can’t/ world will never be what I expected/ and if I don’t belong/ we’ll turn it all around/ staring down myself/ steady hands take the wheel/ glances kill/ stop and stare/ I think I’m moving/ everyone gets scared/ I’ve become something/ I’m here not there/ well love is just a lyric from a children’s rhyme/ can you see what I see/ my senses push steady, feet don’t fail me now/ think I’m moving, I’ve become something I can’t see/ I don’t know where I’m going. Do you see it?/ nothing like screams and nightmares to find your way home/ can’t breath until I choke/ I know things you don’t/ it took borderline desperation for me to feel alive/ a thousand feet patter in my head/ have my away message set to dead/ I need to change that someday/ time to make a move, shaking off the rush/ now I think I believe I have never really lived/ I don’t even know you, you won’t even know I’m goine/ make a lasting impression, I’m horrid and disastrous.