Saturday, Oct. 25, 2003
voices of violence
barely balancing on tightropes
made of invisible silk
only we know where we're going
and everyone else seems so sure
..the only problem is
sunday only comes ones a week..
too drunk to comprehend
the dangers of exposing your heart
to strangers
who want to see you cry
..when i grow up
my children will probably
do the same..
and that, baby
is exactly what im afraid of
thissidedown at 10:40 am