So much, has gone by, almost awhile, maybe too much time. I still haven't fixed myself up, repaired myself, if you will.
When I crashed awhile ago, it took me sometime.. to repair, but I got through it, but suffered.
I lost part of, me, who I am, like I dropped it, doing 80, on the highway, and it broke.
After I dropped dead, within my misery, I couldn't figure, what should I do, then finally, I was through.
But again, now I'm here, 80 on the highway, driving by, watching my life, go out the window.
Will I suffer, as much as I did, the last time? when I gave in, and did evil deeds, and cried my eyes out?
I don't know, but all that is true, is that I'm crashing.. with no one here, falling in the hole, to be buried once, and for all.
