What is wrong with the world today, with everything messed up, topsy-turvy, and backwards?

I can’t give you the answers you are looking for.

Isn’t that the problem, I’m always being told and what you and they say is anything and everything but what is true. Well If You Told Me… and for once I wasn’t forced to listen, didn’t choose to listen, what would become of you, me, and everyone.

That moment where you do not know what to do. When your love is just slipping away. Nothing is working.

I live in a little wooden “house” in the backyard of my landlady’s home. Between the ferns, flowers and other flora, my little home is situated. At night I hear the squirrels rattle across the flat roof, which has caused me to jump in my skin a couple of times. But that doesn’t really bother me. I often get unwelcome visitors, namely, spiders, and this is where the inspiration for my topic came from.

Standing in the middle.

This is how much I love you… I hope it is enough.

My purpose is to hold you whenver you need. Written as a poem soon to be a song.

Just writing what comes to mind.

I think my best one yet =]