From here, I can see you,
you, little fox,
and, i know, i know,
that you are glowing,
standing out, in stark contrast, just,
and i don't want to lose you,
not yet,
not while my breath is for you.

i fear i cannot see/hear you
should i be scared that i can't see, or that i'm missing you?
i'm very sorry if i hurt you
and i'm very sorry that you can't help me
i am what i am
what am i?

Today, when I was going up the stair,
I met a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today,
I wish that man would go away.

I wish that I didn't react to things the way I do.
I wish that I didn't have to be so hard to survive, but I guess I feel I have to.
If I'm not hard then I'm soft, and if I'm soft then I can hurt.
But if I'm hard, then I can't feel anymore.
And if I can't feel, then what's the point?
It's a hollow f0urth, and therefore a hollow victory.

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sometimes it gets so loud it's hard to think.
did i want to be here, will i get to where i want tomorrow?

why does it have to be so...
tiring...

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things are irritating sometimes. i find that with people a lot. people sometimes smell.
why do they smell?

sometimes you just have to take that leap of faith...

laughter is the food of the soul. i don't remember whether i heard this somewhere, or made it up myself, but it's true. when people laugh, really laugh, they are more alive than any other time. the wariness in their eyes isn't there anymore. isn't that amazing? i think it's great. everyone should make it their task to make as many people as ( Read more... )