*manic depression*

[Lady Dame]

have you lost yourself in the reasons to live on the planet of human disabilities?
[chaos]
we have limitted our minds to what those around us think and meme our own individual originality...
*where have we lost our minds?*
in expected time the tears that have fallen from eyes of burning lines and broken glasses that only pierce the flesh... i have gathered the sanity to a limitted reagent and i mind my own compositions,
[do we right our lefts]
faces of naked minds that have no reason to live in a world of competitions... the compassion is gone...
*the room breaths air*
or what else would it breath... the cabale lost destruction that has a lifless inercia....
i can only be who i am allowed to be and i am limitted to the same repetion of words...
sound in the wind]
i can keep myself and remake my name to the same crumbled sheets on my bed.
can you find my answers in the lost questions...
i am always searching for the right truth that will not leave hurtt.... so long since my thoughts have been expressed in the mind of your eyes... have you missed my smile? or have you never seen my eyes... just the fingers that read your mind and produce an unknowning team of cold january greys?
the foggy clouds are only to represent my *intoxications*
the phone calls are always leading to the same place and the same point... when are you leaving?
i havn't got the time to say, "i love you"
there are places that i can not speed up to unless i am used in the same form as the envolopes in my mind... sealed and never to be mailed...
the pile in the corner of my absencess....
i am the auto formatt in my own indesiceive memorries....

are we finished here yet, or are you going to forget my purpose.
to say goodnight.