The rougher side
of the towel...
I always thought January
the cruelest of months...
Lying here alone
in this beautiful golden cornfield...
The abnormality of your
conformity is your deformity...
My mind
is the cage...
What is truth?
Is it the actions we take...
Running as fast as I can
Letting my finger tips touch the sky...
I was an awkward child.
Stumbling over my feet...
To all the people who hurt me
To all the people who couldn't let me be...
Life is like a bridge
When support's more important...
Stretching my pills of eternal happiness
to their absolute max...
Faith keeps me alive-
for it is engraved in my veins...