Get a Grip, Man
The past few days... have been... like a dream... yeah.
Just that...
I dun seem to be myself... do I? Am I?
Question is, what IS myself?
Can a person's character be defined absolutely in that way?
If not, then... I seriously think that no one can really say that they know themselves well.
Life has always got it's share of ups & downs...
But am I just leading myself to the path of self-destruction... taking this path and way even though I know it could destroy myself?
Questions, questions...
When would we stop wanting to know?
Only when we are dead and gone and there's no one left to care for you and the memories you left? But then I think... all you have fought to know and find out... all that, they dont matter at all this way...it all just dont mean anything...anymore...
Just that...
I dun seem to be myself... do I? Am I?
Question is, what IS myself?
Can a person's character be defined absolutely in that way?
If not, then... I seriously think that no one can really say that they know themselves well.
Life has always got it's share of ups & downs...
But am I just leading myself to the path of self-destruction... taking this path and way even though I know it could destroy myself?
Questions, questions...
When would we stop wanting to know?
Only when we are dead and gone and there's no one left to care for you and the memories you left? But then I think... all you have fought to know and find out... all that, they dont matter at all this way...it all just dont mean anything...anymore...
There was a bullet-shaped hole in the side of my head,
All I want is to reach inside and scrap out the pain...
All I want is to reach inside and scrap out the pain...