My ears are deaf but I can hear
Hear my lonely cries of fear
Hear the cries which draw my tear
The cries of pain that no one's near

My eyes are blind but I can see
See I'm alone with only me
Like a field with a single lonely tree
A lone boat floating aimlessly across the sea

I can't touch but I can feel
Feel the loneliness I conceal
Keeping it beneath my rotting peel
Hiding it for no one to steal

Guess where i am right now? the exchange student room.
But there are no exchange students in it.
Other then chris.
:D
but he isn't an exchnage student
he hangs out with them enough and could potential pose to be one when the new ones come along.
um, i should be working on my three book essay i guess
i start work tonight.
wooooooooooooooo

Ashoka= girly man, not because he was a pacifist though

PS: That's a man??!

This blogger e-mail address has come in some pretty good handy lately for sending myself school stuff. The only downside is now just about anyone in this "diary club" can read my e-mails/essays. Just hope they couldn't be bothered.

In this picture there is apparently a famous person behind this van, waiting to cross the street. Appearances can be deceptive: I don't remember who he was...

ashoka, the man below, i just finished a not so gruelling essay on.
yippy for me.

hahah tyson, tais-toi!

oh jeez, who gave the depressing kid this password? Just kidding Tee-son, you're the greatest. I guess we should start signing our names after each post?
so my brother is asking for bread reccipes now- talk about desperate housewife. The times are definetly changing.
speaking of changing times- this is prolly the only man I will ever see wearing a fez.

There's a demon lurking behind my eyes
He controls my darkest lies
I try to kill him but he never dies
It's he who severs my closest ties
Free from he my mind it flies
But he is here and so it cries
Pushing friends to there good byes
For all is have which he implies

He shows his hate through my face
Stripping me of all my grace
Sending me to that darker place
It's my free mind he's trying to erease
To eliminate it without a trace
He leads me on this endless chase
To find something i can embrace
But i always loose this race

Into his darkness I always fall
No one hears the cries I call
My voice echoes down thsi empty hall
Across dreadful pictures on the wall
Alone I'm left with the momories i recall
Of those times I miss most of all
Now on my knees I must crawl
To escape this hell, to escape you all

Vhat awe you sinking aboot?