goldfish memory recall-the first sighn of a pure heart. hummingbird logic with meticulous precision-fast and to the point. i lost a piece of my mind in the music i wrote, but that was a lark. i enjoyed it, reminiscent of a blinding spark. if i could stop, maybe i'd start. i don't think i'm afraid of the dark, just the evil that lies there, even then, i might not care. i've been manipulating my head penicillin at my whim. people always listen. it's just a matter of what part they end up missng-that's the point. hold on to what keeps you strong. if you spill the beans, they won't keep it in mind constantly. that in itself can help you pick yourself up. people i know with bloated egos tend to make me go "yeah . . ." and think "no." i guess signs of progress were beginning to show, they decided to change it though. another lab rat for your safety net. so i'll fall first, but you'll regret. don't think using people would be a good bet. a social disease will put you at rest-then at ease, perfect peace with no release. i decided to make myself vulnerable, helps the nerves become exposed. raw and then out of hope, not living just survival mode. keeps you pushing further home. soon we find the bright light shining in the night, and things will some day soon get set right.