Cant help but think I might die And all these things I do I keep Will be sorted by someone who doesn’t understand them Or there order Or meaning And my life And how I view it Will never be remembered or viewed in the way I want it to be viewed Because no one thinks like me And sees like me I want to put the picture of the the candle under the picture of kurt cobain Even if I don’t put it there I will know what it is there Because I wanted it to be there And no one will ver know that its ther No one will even take it down Because they wont be able to Get in my head I’ll be dead I don’t mind dying young And if youre reading this now Id ike to mention that I don’t care about my spelling And I have a good thought that iw ant to share with someone special Someone who is interested I haven’t said it out loud yet But I thought to myself after work on Thursday As I was walking from the bus stop and I decided to cross the road instead of go over the bridge because my legs hurt That I was wasting my life Because I am doing things And for the first time I felt amazed That you can waste your life by doing things And by not doing anything And that feeling doesn’t go anywhere No matter what you do That curiousity that your life is passing you by Happens no mater what I make the most of everyday Occasinsly I sit down and don’t do anything and I drink tea and I write (like now) But here in japan I do things I feel I would never have done When I am so tired I want to pass out on the floor I do things I am so busy I love it And I am so happy And yet the thought just wizzed thorugh me like when your drunk and you need to be sick And it just happens it hits you and all a sudden you’ve been sick and didn’t know how or why or that is was going to happen That wa slie this tought and I thought shall I write this down NO ill remember this I wont forget it and I wanted to say it to people I have wanted to share It But what better person to share it with Than . you