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Mar. 5th, 2002 06:56 pmup and down and up and down and up and down and up up up up
Oh help, I am falling, I am suspended, I am trapped, I am free, I am totally focused on this moment and it's slipping away.
Oh help me make sense of these emotions. I am on the teetering edge of change, and you, the ghosts, you crash down around me, noiseless, heated white light, you touch my skin and you confuse me, swaddle my mind in fog.
I am lost. I am found. I am your basic, all-around good kid. I am Old Faithful. I am ready to drop off the face of the earth. I am handling this well. I am not handling this.
Vanity is my bane. Don't let it get at the scars.
Oh help, I am falling, I am suspended, I am trapped, I am free, I am totally focused on this moment and it's slipping away.
Oh help me make sense of these emotions. I am on the teetering edge of change, and you, the ghosts, you crash down around me, noiseless, heated white light, you touch my skin and you confuse me, swaddle my mind in fog.
I am lost. I am found. I am your basic, all-around good kid. I am Old Faithful. I am ready to drop off the face of the earth. I am handling this well. I am not handling this.
Vanity is my bane. Don't let it get at the scars.