15 March 2003

this isn't

this isn't my life
this isn't my path
this isn't where my passion lies

this is meaningless
this is empty
this place is so numb

this is all so shallow
all so weak
soon i'll walk away forever

i won't give in
i won't look back
i won't be stripped and emptied
of everything real

we're zombies, we're sheep
take your pick
as i spread my wings, drop off the cliff
& soar away

see you on the other side.