i can do what i'm unable to do,
but i can't do what i want.
and what is it that i want anyway?
hapyness, does it really exist?
it seems like everyone is behind a wall and i can't see
through.

you look at the fire, it burns your eyes.
you touch the fire, your hand is wounded.
you cover the fire with tears, it fades away but always
comes back.
you can look in the other way, but your eyes are drawn to
it.

nothing seems to make sense anymore.

my eyes. they cannot see through.
my head. it can't figure anything out.
my mouth. it can't express my feeling.
my face. it can't show my emotions.
my friends. i can't tell them how i feel.
i have my legs. but where can they go? how can i run away?

31.12.2004