this girl
this girl i know,
she worries me.
i cant wake her up,
and make her see.
she has a problem,
its deep inside.
she's self destructive,
but tries to hide.
and with each cut,
she carves away,
more of herself,
everyday.
but the secret,
to her i see,
this girl i know,
she is me.



maybe we are all just a dream, maybe we are all just looking in at ourselves and our lives and the reason that we all always fail is because we dont know how to snap out of our dream-lives.

and another thing, i think the whole point to life is control. thats all it is. thats all there is. we are all fighting ourselves and eachother for control. control over one another, over ourselves, over everything we know. control is everything to us. it is just the way we are, i dont think that we mean to be such control-craving monsters, but we are none the less. so, do i have control? that is my question. that is what everyone is asking themselves. do we have control over our lives? is it really the end of the world if someone else is the master of us? my last year i have fought almost to the death for control of my own life. and i am starting to get it, but is it worth it? is it really all that its supposed to be? i dont know if i am ready to control my life right now, but i do know that i can not let anyone else control it for me. anyway, control is our whole purpose, our whole point. that is what we all are wanting, needing. i have a proposal, let us try to find control together, as one. then maybe we will stop fighting for it. we will stop trying to control eachother, and then we will work. and we will have control. and we will be happy.