Friday, March 31, 2006
i see a man runnin down a long road alone.
maybe limpin maybe not
he doesnt know if he is first or last in the race. he doesnt even know if there is a race the world could be in front of behind.
it is one of those day where it is raining cold and
and someone gets a bucket of water and splash it in ur face
it is one oft hoseday where a warm shower aint enuff to keep u warm
tho u cant tell if it is better warm.
he they liove a life foregin to mi.
i feel small
useless and demoralised.
no one understands
but as far asa all livin things are concerned
they wil ldo everything to survive
and for man to survive, he needs his dreams.
the kiss of I would understand. at