09-19-04| 11:43 pm

You were right and I was wrong. I had one belief, I held fast to one idea and when you tried to make me see reality I ignored you: I was convinced this was going to work. But hey! It's a dismal failure and the smarter move would have been to live in the real world and accept my fate, my surroundings. Be you? The last thing I wanted was to become you but I am starting to see the perks; you probably don't cry as much as I do! I am shocked at this side of myself, I wasn't weak before but now I am and this kind of desperation is unshakeable.

You were right and I was wrong, where do we go form here?