Sunday 8 March 2009

. holding on .

:-:

release me
i feel unsafe

there is no one else to blaim
but me
again
i am needy

i am stuck in the
middle of
what i want
feel
know
and what i can do

silly
again

are there any impossible dreams?

why are we on this constant
search for
the other
the better
the greeener grass on the
other side?

walkin on
down the path
confused
and oblivious
to the destination

maybe thats how
it should be?

:-: