Wednesday, October 19, 2005
i am supposed to be sleeping. YAWN. im tired. YAWN. extremely tired. mannnnn. the arms are aching again. the shoulders are in pain. BUT i feel like writing. something... here goes.
My heart knows not much, it has known so little.
But what it knows is so, my heart can be so brittle.
The music seems to soothe the pain.
Or what i think is pain.
For the mind and heart don't work together.
And i know it doesnt really matter.
The mind seems to confuse me so.
The heart just sits and listens.
And when it finds something worthy.
It sits up and starts pounding.
HOHO.. crappy things happen when you start experimenting with emo songs and ballads. HOHO. byebye.