i'm over and out and sleeeeeeeepier.

"You don't deserve to be lonely
But those drugs you got won't make you feel better
Pretty soon you'll find it's the only
little part of your life you're keeping together."

looking up into the sunshine, my eyes real red, looking like i've been crying;
i can feel your hand touch my side, and i do- i know it's okay.

but the things i say i can't mean, and the feelings i shout are
just so in between. feeling over high and exaggerated; a single tear drop sliding down my face form
coughing just a bit too hard. taking a hit just a bit too hard.
and now? coming down off a all day high, the day where it seemed a blink of an eye turned night fall.


i want my mind back, i want to be cleansed.