was wiling away my time in cyberspace
felt gr8 to get back in touch with old frnds and keep in touch with newer ones
enroute was stopped short by a breath of fresh air
who barely just rejuvinated the lost engrained feelings
negated my current toughened core
tried to reach deep within to excavate the real me?
who am I
I feel so lost
do I have a purer core somewhere deep down?
I cant even begin to think.. maybe its just her/his illusion..
this fight between the real world and unreal has left me heavily spent upon practicality to romanticism
noone really appreciates the fact that its really tough to slide back and forth between the 2
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