Did you ever fit the cut?
Did you ever sing in key?
Did you ever light the match
To the pages your prayers have been?

Did you ever get in line
In your struggle to be free,
Did you ever cheat in love
To find some honesty?

Did you make it out the crowd
Just to find you are missing out?
Did you ever have too much drink,
End up ******* in the kitchen sink?

Did you ever cheat death
Just to feel alive-
Just to see what it felt like
On the other side?

Did you take drugs
For that same reason?
Does your mind shift
With the patterns of the seasons?

Do you look to the future
And forecast a storm?
Do you ever plan an early night,
Then fall asleep at dawn?

Have you ever fallen in love
And acted as if you have not?
Have you ever drank your demons
Under the table; under the rug?

Do you feel confused too?
You know, I haven't got a clue
what I am doing, where I am going
- is that the same for you?

I don't know whether I'm too strong or too dumb to let you go. Too strong that I thought I could handle this or too dumb when I finally realized that I'm not. Too strong that come into realization this round we're living won't have any goods or too dumb that can't even living a day without thinking about it. Kinda nice to know that I still have a heart to feel the hurt. Thanks, you.

regards,
sophie.

are you a cactus?
so mesmerized to look at yet
so much blood when be touched.

*cos i fell ******* you
and it hurts.

Am I the bad one for adoring three musketeers that sharing none of mutuality of each piece? One's for guidance, one's for comfort, and another one's for understanding. All of them have come and stay for quite awhile. And share the same place -- in this little crib of heart. Am I the bad one yet?