Tuesday, July 27, 2004

So much work. Not sure I can do it.
No extra time. Counting down the minutes.
Very little balance. Hard to find my way.
Everything is chaos.
Have to clear a path.

I finally know the meaning of I'll sleep when I'm dead.
Burning the candle.
Both ends,
Burning, burning, burning.

I'm burning for him,
burning for them,
burning for it,
burning for everything.