Dream the day away with me 12/2006

I wish I were in a dream, leaving this reality to a fantasy world, where anything can come true. Forget this unproductive me that’s without a clue and lives a lie. Today, I shall die with every cigarette I smoke, indecently filling my lungs and exhale a precious part of my life that I chose not to live. No regrets, just enjoying the frets playing on my radio. Dress up and wear that mask to hide the real you, so no one has a fucking clue. You do WHAT to be a deceiving twit? Slitting your external dermis…what are you so proud of? Stupid, we are all fucking fools, seeking to be that genius that never really exists in our lives. Just stories told in books, but they’re growing mold in our brains and soon will flutter along, just like you do when I say, “I quit!”