1.10.07

Dear Natasha,


if i talk. if i speak. if i say something out loud. even if no one is around. I'm letting go of something and putting a piece of me out there. where do thoughts go when they die? and why does my mind go so fast... why am i racing with myself? i have to stop me. my brain is a traitor. it thinks things that scare me. it thinks things that disgust me. my brain is my enemy. it wants things it cant have. it wants things that i don't want. my brain is a rebel. it asks questions it doesn't have the right to ask and it asks questions i don't want to know the answer to. but isn't my brain me? isn't that all i really am? i think therefore i am. so all i am... all anyone really is is that big squishy thing...the brain. the body is just a tool to help the brain. I'm just a big squishy ball. i was thinking something earlier... but I've forgotten what it was... I'm dumb.

Poisonous Rain

Its not a simple problem
its not just another quick fix
you cant believe id jump the gun
but i just sit back and wait as the bomb ticks

I'll be your mans best friend
and you'll be my everything
thats ok cuz my heart is yours to bend
i just cant stand this poisonous rain
this poisonous rain
its poisonous rain

Come down and pull me away
rhythmic beatings on my pride
i sit around waiting for that day
you'll come and tell me why it died

And ill be your mans best friend
and you'll be my everything again
but thats ok cuz my hearts still yours to bend
i just cant stand this poisonous rain

Poisonous rain
poisonous rain
and you know that
ill be your mans best friend
and youll be my everything again
but thats ok cuz my hearts still yours to break
i just cant stand this poisonous rain

This poisonous rain
this poisonous rain
poisonous rain
poisonous rain