2007 January:

2006 June:

2005 December:

2005 September:

2005 August:

2005 March:

always tryign to enter the stream,
but the under-current takes me.

You always complain when I'm silent,
but you can't stand it when I speak.

This water is so heavy,
or maybe I'm just weak.

the light drowns out,
hands grab out for my sleeve,

when they see my body's moving,
they hiss and then they leave.

stop saying what's inside,
don't say anything at all.

you think you don't,
but you have something to hide.

There was a reason
they always sushed you at the dinner table.

It didn't take me long to see all those time we never spoke,
it wasn't cause we weren't able.

something in their eyes said,
love is too unstable.

and we are not connected,
to the ever linking chain.

for in all it's glory,
it's only for people who are vain.

After all your whinning,
you will still never be the same.

I thought I caught a glimpse of fault,
in the words before the game,

but this disease hasn't gone,
and those are still the only eyes,
who can hold the moving dawn.