“Do you talk to yourself often?”
“I suppose so.”
“Does it ever get lonely?”
“Oh heavens no!”
“What better company is there than the one who knows me best?
What better judgement is there than the voice from your own head?
I’d rather be in terrible pain than ever be brain dead.
It’s impossible to understand others, so I got to know myself instead.”
Why did you have to hurt us?
Again?
Again?
‘Cause when I was young
there was a chance
a chance
to be free
a chance to see a woman be
something new and
different
I have a plan
I am
I am
I’m running so fast
going nowhere
just going
forever
I won’t stop to catch my breath
I won’t stop for life or death
I’ll keep going
going
going
I know
pitiful laughs and lies
and joys and cries
and love and skies
that are most breathtakingly
blue
I know
the good and sad
the ugly and bad
the boiling mad
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