Current mood:	cold
Current music:	Is anyone listening anyway

Breathless
So every now and then i look upon the mirror and i speak. I tr to convince myself that maybe the man in the mirror is close to or will be the man i wish i already was. Maybe what i should say is the man i was that i keep trying to ressurect. Maybe what i should say is hope that man in the mirror isnt as morose as this man feels...maybe what i should ahve said was nothing all along. Keep these eyes hidden from the weakness they reveal...hide behind my smile so only those who truely care will be there to help and be the harbingers of joy instead of me bogging the sunshine patriots of th everyday. I apologize that my existance seem to cast a faint palor upon the immediate world. Make a wish i suppose...every wish is the same, i wish for that love, my 'angel'...my stomatch begins to weaken and i stare into the mirror and seem to feel it shatter in my visage. i feel dizzy and there is a weight upon my chest...i cant breathe...i dont know if its inside my heart or beating upon my chest like i feel like doing...