|10:33 pm - I Miss|
I miss everything this journal represents to me.
I miss this period of time, I miss the people who have since vanished from my life or passed on and everything we shared with and meant to each other.
I'd give anything if I could but hold it again for just a minute.
I was alone with the world to tame,
I was evil but feelin' blue
Lookin' around, talkin' to clowns,
Never guessin' that I'd find you
Workin' the fryer I was never a cryer,
I had a void in the shape of you-
Lookin' for love, hopin' for evil,
Alls I got was chicken cordon bleu
We're livin' in Deep 13!
Nobody knows what we mean
Rulin' the world with our heads in a swirl
And its keen!
Livin' in Deep 13 . . .