so ive been sick mentally and physically. and the boredom got to me and a friend. so here
Count the Morrisseys and find the hidden Ramones, Cure and Siouxsie's and you win a prize.
I know its gonna happen some day...certain people I know will be disappointed. Don't we hate it when our friends become successful? You have to tell yourself: do your best and don't worry. Just sing your life, hold on to your friends and kiss them for me. Tomorrow will be sunny. In a way we are all lost, held together with glamorous glue. Always keeping our sorrows a day away, for us everyday is like Sunday. Imagination is an interesting drug, making us run around like a hairdresser on fire. You may wonder if I'm just here today, gone tomorrow, but there is no if. Now my heart is full enough to sing you lullaby's, because I finally realized, sister, I'm a poet.
