growing.
2006-08-15 3:56 p.m.
for all the effort in my blood, i ambrought back to buckling, easy going, wave my arms as though movement
made a resolution for me, i have been
twisted, changed
in the eyes of my good friends.
the good will resurface, will bear
testimony to me, and i will be convinced
by every word unmentioned, by sincerity in speaking, i will believe
in the existence of the moment - those compliments you carried
i will question them until you speak to me again, but i will learn patience.