Thursday, July 12, 2007
The friends I made have slipped and strayed.
And who's the one that cares
A trifling lot and best forgot -
And that's my tale, and theirs.
Then if my 'friendships break and bend
There's little need to cry
The while I know that every foe
Is faithful till I die.'
no motivation
no interest
everything seems so wrong..
everything changed..
everything..
50% dead...
time will explain it all 7/12/2007 12:11:00 AM