Me, my friends and heroine.
All those that you love
and leave behind
hide thoughts
inside your head
unwinding are
the salad days
of mispent youth
to be aloof
lost and so alone
a stanger in your own home
finding only pain
and anguish
turning to smoke
making the moments
of bordom more barabile
filling the void
with whatever is avalible
its a parible to how terrible
we feel inside
we are still alive
with time to find
what works
and what [...]