this is what im feeling, it may not make sense, but it doesnt have to. thats the beauty of any artform. :)
and here i am, spinning in circles here in my head
dancing alone in this crowded room
my songless tune
and here we are, where the soft winds sway
to the rythem of lonliness, to night's embrace
the sting of love on my skin
an endless summer draws near, to its end.
