My moods are shifting like the clouds. . .
I can handle what I'm feeling if I can just say it aloud... Re-morse code dot dot dash I’m sorry things got burned and slashed dash dot dot I’m sorry that my head’s so hot dash dot dot I’m sorry that I’m in this spot, but dot dot dot I never was bored, never said, “So what?” Fan I love that I love... Sign in to see full entry.