I want to be selfish for once. This space is about me. I can talk and think, uninterrupted. Might be of relevance... or maybe not.

Friday, April 20, 2007

Written UI

Cigarette burning in my hand
uncertainties raging in my head

smoke intoxicating my lungs
with me not knowing where I belong

and we struggle everyday
when life is offered on a tray

and we waste our time
when every day should be prime time

and we do the same mistakes
as if we don't know what is at stake

and I close my eyes
but it's only to realize
that this life is full of lies


...freedom from all that's holding us back
nowadays even god is wearing black...