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May 26, 2003 10:59

-opens his laptop, pulls up his journal, laughing-

I'm so sick of waking up
And doing the same things everyday
I'm so sick of walking in circles
And nothing is gonna change
Oh, I'm so far
And everyday is something new
Don't teach me
And happiness is yourself

Don't follow me, follow me
My play
Don't follow me, follow me
My play
Don't follow me, follow me
My play
I'm so scared of going up

I'm so sick of feeling bad
About everything I do
I'm sad because I'm tired
Will I make it through?
Oh, I'm so far
And I have so far to go
To be a man
I have once to be free
'Cause sometimes the world's not fair

Don't follow me, follow me
My play
Don't follow me, follow me
My play
Don't follow me, follow me
My play
I'm so scared of going up

They say
We're not gonna hide no more
Just sometimes the world's not fair...

Follow me
Follow me, oh

Don't follow me, follow me
My play
Don't follow me, follow me
My play
Don't follow me, follow me
My play
I'm so scared of going up
I'm so scared of going up

Well, Crikie, my ex-bandmate from Spinfire, sent me some tapes of our old concerts. I looked like a complete dork, trying to act cool. But we did pretty good for 16 year olds. Well, I'm going to go make fun of myself now.

-laughs, clicks 'update', closes his laptop, puts in one of the tapes-
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