Wednesday, October 19, 2005

On the wings of a butterfly

It jus struck me.
How dependant i am on it.
i cldn't find it jus now.
I broke down.
Cried.
Cos i thot i had lost it.
e 1 ting dat helps me bear wif all e shit.
e relief i felt wen i found it...i cant describe it.
its so silly.stupid.
im on e wings of a butterfly.
delicate. fragile.
waiting 2 fall anytym...
jus take me away now.
i dun tink i can take it anymore.
i dun wan 2...