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SeEking my Polaris
Thursday, August 04, 2005
Make-believed
Some things are really driving me crazy...
Like when I stayed in doors it is so freaking humid till I wanna cry
Like I am sweating all over again after just stepping out of the shower
Like I cant breathe properly when im outdoors
Like Im having fever, sore throat then fever, sore throat all over again
Like I saw the tall trees not moving even a millimeter
Like this guy wiping his sweat off his brow with a hanky though no sun was in sight
Like the sky turned so dark this morning;
I dunno where has the sun gone to; and I dunno if it is day or night.
I came to a conclusion...
The trees are fake
The grass is fake
The clouds are fake
They want to make-believe that I will not get well again
Like when I stayed in doors it is so freaking humid till I wanna cry
Like I am sweating all over again after just stepping out of the shower
Like I cant breathe properly when im outdoors
Like Im having fever, sore throat then fever, sore throat all over again
Like I saw the tall trees not moving even a millimeter
Like this guy wiping his sweat off his brow with a hanky though no sun was in sight
Like the sky turned so dark this morning;
I dunno where has the sun gone to; and I dunno if it is day or night.
I came to a conclusion...
The trees are fake
The grass is fake
The clouds are fake
They want to make-believe that I will not get well again
You drifted along with SeEking my Polaris... on 8/04/2005 