Saturday, December 17, 2005 @Saturday, December 17, 2005
Sat nite.
I am home
Doing my work
Trying to.
I feel, tho i wished i couldn feel.
The pressure bursts all direction
Stuffed n no air
N who would understand the feelin?
Wat world
dat we gotta do, n we see no beginning no end
wen we're at the end, its where we finally see, i guess.
I am not strong as i put on my outer self.
I wanna collapse.
? and i stand in the
wonder of your love