Good morning the time got to go, Saturday�s are busy for me.

Life is strange
especially for I, searching in far away places.

I know the what, I�m not sure I got distracted maybe for the best. Who really can
say anyway how it all goes, most seem to fail.

Pick on who, the weaker ones listen I chewed up the strongest for the weak. I made
them see what is like and to leave it alone.

The time has changed not quite, the people are ever more doubtful. Is it because
they have access to more life?

Well now since there are so many no one will talk, only if you don�t do it right.
It doesn�t matter how bad you do, people forget. Or do they even learn.

When you�re good that�s something people remember. It�s so rare it�s not even funny
anymore, it falls on us to show.

Hello, no response how do you do? Sharp objects and my skin get along so well. Full
of cuts, clean ones at that bleeding & cleaning.

Be careful, that doesn�t always come to mind, I�ve been feeling. Thinking about
what it could be, I know the cause, not what it is.

We live, some cry and ask for more, while others know less. At least cuts heal
along with most feelings. I want to be numb.

To not think how I could need another is kind of an annoyance. I am built for 1 not
for the masses, what can be given you can have.

We don�t own our own bodies, and the life we live is on borrow. How I want to feel
with someone who can know me for me and love.

Will it be hard, well for you always whenever you want. Rough, tough smoothly right
through, into you to never again rethink this.